This is a song about "Islamic state"

Draw pics of him drop-kickin' islamic prophets

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

State that yo--money makes you better

We gon' rep the city of folarin straight, that bait

And come to find out my dad was in a different state

There's no wonder i feel this way, always in a state,

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

If its a different state or different city?

Confused state of mind, my existence, undefined

One way at a time, keep the faith in your mind

They're in a state of shock/

Tick tock, darling, tick tock

As i, fall deeper into a manic state

We would like to call this an appreciation tape