This is a song about "K state"

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

Nah it's getting worse, your cursed in this crazed state

I'm right in the mind state

Till i'm well-paid, bail's paid

Waiting to see progression in each state man

But let me inspire someone who can

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

High outer space no atlas got a lot of bait

Seven fifty six k. and that's the down speed yo

But don't get it twisted, the uzi's in the lining though

I'm in a zen mind state

I can tell you that this tape

Mass appeal,and this bag i hit got me alaskan chill

In police k-9 units, barking mad, 'till they see i'm ill,

Can we differentiate the class of the minor state

That'd be the day his label treat him like a signal fade