This is a song about "Lost minds"

She say all men treat her wrong way

The strategic minds of today

Velocity of my lines astonishing the biggest of minds/

Why i'm living keep a pistol just to keep you alive

Ive got the sickest of minds

Got a flock full of dimes

Those with the most thoughts are out of their minds.

Becoming someone you don't recognize

Lost arrowheads of a lost society,

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

And my minds being matched

Just lay back, get your face slapped

Questions enter the minds of people

And everything is purple

As minds are becoming complete,

For the whole week, no time for cold feet