This is a song about "Mental state"

At an extremly alarming rate

Jump jump bitch right off the empire state

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights

Insperation bunny hopping over state lines

Yes bitch, that's a presidential

The herb calm his mental

Uh riding 'round, i got some towson bait

Just to get her into this state,

I'm mental, it's instrumental

I know that this sounds mental,

She self made, i'm self made

We move to every state

The reflections of my mental state, questioning how i can even operate

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make