This is a song about "Ill of mind"

All the possessions you possess, and they can't keep your spirit full

Now you've had a glimpse inside the ill mind of dan bull

Better leave it all behind

No its fucking peace of mind!

When that money calls i holla back

Enter the mind of a maniac

I never crack i got that chap stick

Ill fuck with your mind make you physicly sick

This is to my unborn child

I'm in the correct state of mind

Hoes gossip while the real niggas on the grind

Out of sight, out of mind, but who in their right mind

Exlusion of the mind

Yeah, look here thorunnin wild

The construction of mind

As: they will be so surprised