This is a song about "Immature mind"

The glare makes me hard to find

Want to get inside your mind

I'mma sign that work and release that

Immature kid, worry about his own shit

I'm taking pictures with my mind

The revolution has arrived

I got a line downstairs ma, i'm in the grind

Damage's and takes over our mind

Peace of mind, a piece in mind

Should be harder to find

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Grow the fuck up you immature parents

Yeah, look here thorunnin wild

No its fucking peace of mind!

Sorry excuse my mind

You can search but you'll never find