This is a song about "Mind at war"

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

If i went ops then evil wins this war neither killing more blood sheds a flow at

At this point in time the wise of mind are feeling skittish

This my zombie circus, i hope the majors heard this

You're uncool like my mother kin

I know i was at war within

Your still in your crib at home while i'm making the streets a war zone

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

Please take care of all my seeds, to my unborn child

I'm at the top of the game in my mind

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

But i couldn’t tell my mind at the moment’s notice

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Babble at the things that your mind can channel