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

In the back of my mind

You can search but you'll never find

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

Im gonna ration these f bombs heres a serving of fuck you

I've been confused, out of my mind lately

Don't cha know we love ya? sweet lady

Never bad-handing nothing, therefore i grind

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

The glare makes me hard to find

To give you a piece of my mind

I'm the trill og and i be out here on the grind

Like i display, from the depths of my mind

To get my mind of this fucking nuisance,

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

Finally hit the extent of my cynical state of mind

Couple of ‘em dimes, but all my hoes is hard to find