This is a song about "Me and my thoughts"

I ponder and i wonder through my own different thoughts,

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

Niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive

My thoughts curved, they helped me roll over the dice

Drown out thoughts fleeting and fickle

Never seen you as lyrical

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

My mind my thoughts i think they're out to get me

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

I just learned how to wright,with my right,thoughts each and every night,

Under performing i'm under #performance, losing my thoughts/

She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Catch me sitting in the kitchen pitching thoughts for my mission

Proclaim my thoughts reasons and opinions and reclaim my thrown at the top of this rap "game",

These girls all aboard, this young money trainhaving since fame shit'll never be the same