This is a song about "Junior state of america"

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

I guess it's just an old-fashioned south baptist state of mind,

So if it comes down, may the best man win

And can perfectly fake his state of emotion

They're in a state of shock/

We popping bottles, it don't stop

He buy the benz where acres and crazy real estate

Can we differentiate the class of the minor state

The glare makes me hard to find

I'm in the correct state of mind

It calls for separation of the federal state and church,

Kind of chill but every now and then i get this violent urge,

No wonder why when times get hard

The way i speak is state of the art

But most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

When their in the state of beind down while others are great