This is a song about "Ill mind"

Ill fuck with your mind make you physicly sick

Make room for the groom married to his music

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

Yea say that i am whack cause i really don't mind ill be getting busy ragging your

As i light one for ill will

Some say my flow is ill

From the womb, my newborn child

But i really don't mind

Ask hopsin why his ill mind is so unforgivable

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

Relationships should never rewind

I'm still looking for my mind

Rock them bitches once then forgot about ‘em forever

I got that sharp ''brain'' so ill use my mind like a blender

The construction of mind

Jimmy back me, child