This is a song about "K state"

I put it to your mug, and it ain’t gonna wait

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

But most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

They're the reason for my lyrical mental state,

Of impactful things one can ask for

Rollex on my neck 20 k for my brother

If its a different state or different city?

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Bring the keys, oh my god

They're in a state of shock/

I can taste the salt from my tears

K family, billionaires

As i, fall deeper into a manic state

Hold up, wait, these nikes don't got no date