This is a song about "Losing your mind and feeling bad about it"

Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried

Why its bad and why i gotta get my mind right

If yuu think about battling me, your makinq a bad decision

Living in a box full of cuyahoga booze, and listen

don't think about better close your mind/

You're my river runnin' high, run deep, run wild

Feeling good about it

I be on some other shit

We ain't having ittime to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick back

I guess it was that bad, i hope your sad go ahead and tell your dad,

Not them 3 girls i got to be destiny's child

Now i'm on top and they losing there mind/

Got tired of running from the police

It spreads bad tempers and tragedies

Thore your mind, and understand how it inclines,

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines