This is a song about "Ill of mind"

The revolution has arrived

Id rather have my piece of mind

Puffy got a mansion, bitch i got the same damn kind

We are leaving behind the presence of mind

Mind of ice/time to fight/

Niggas talk murder, but they ain't gon ride

Enter the mind of a maniac

Then i will gladly go back to my emo rap

And screaming i guess them nightmares as a child

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

I rap with an ill mind, "hey, that's hoppy!"

And i got a little big, keep it low key

To give you a piece of my mind

Doggy, i'm from the land of grind

The glare makes me hard to find

The construction of mind