This is a song about "In your mind"

Want to get inside your mind

This is to my unborn child

I got blow, speed, bleed, whatever yo' kindand if you need a motherfucker i ain't hard to find

And put it back together again but in a different way so thy shit in your mind

I’m the king of rock, there is none higher

And you knew it in your mind when you saw her

You're avoiding my rhymes/ so i'll fill the void in your mind like a school class

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

Now loose the caps and make your mind distorted in a snap

You can search but you'll never find

In the back of my mind

What you think that storm in your mind will just fucking dissipate?

Killa i roller cheese blazed, high as fuck and feelin' great

Mistakes ona mixtape and make my rymes pen i trate in your mind

Photogenic, windows tinted, what type of car the ferrari kind