This is a song about "Lost minds"

Good kids make bad grown ups

The minds of record labels

When i get my hands on nines

There sickos out of they minds,

Wolf gang make a white pregnant bitch wan' abort

Faggot faggot faggot,your minds been lost

Inhale my color purple

Inhabit the minds of people

The strategic minds of today

It's like sunshine on a rainy day

Fuck their minds worse than inception,

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

For the low that nine cheap

As minds are becoming complete,

Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice

No matter , what we know who was victor in our minds