This is a song about "Jake from state farm"

Drink a fifth of hennessy and then take another fade

It ain't havoc or damage, it's magic in an artistic state

Can we differentiate the class of the minor state

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape

We move to every state

Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid

I'm a son of gun

Should be in state prison,

I'll keep her wrapped up tight like that guy in red state

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

You gotta pay homage in order to get paid

They're the reason for my lyrical mental state,

Jump jump bitch right off the empire state

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate