This is a song about "Lost minds"

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

The minds of record labels

I'm so unkind, blowing minds

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

I'd rather conservatives take us than these bigoted minds,

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

But five years from now i bet she see

Lost arrowheads of a lost society,

I run the summer, don't plan on sharing prize

So i have the ability to blow minds

Word, absence will make the heart grow

Inside your minds a bruised ego

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

Those with the most thoughts are out of their minds.

You're minds gone sour

Look in the mirror