This is a song about "Im ou of my f mind"

We killin shows out in london like i'm on my grind

I'm pretty sure i should of died, my altered state of mind

Y'all gone hear a nigga momma die

They just jealous cos im so damn f-l-y

To my unborn child

In the back of my mind

Bars crazy of course i'm living the dream

Fire on my mind like im green

Id rather have my piece of mind

The revolution has arrived

Im pretty smart, my mind is sharp

You shook my world and it felt apart

Finally hit the extent of my cynical state of mind

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find