This is a song about "Mind at war"

My mind's all swirled and i feel like i'm at war

And i'm all that, hit the passenger door

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

Now y’all better leave me alone, got license for my chrome

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

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac

This is a war zone fag where you at this shit is baghdad

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

I got a line downstairs ma, i'm in the grind

Couple of ‘em dimes, but all my hoes is hard to find

You a family man, in a hatchback, with love at mind

Kill me with a chainsaw, and let my balls dangle

Babble at the things that your mind can channel

At the war, i set blitzkrieg and your under a deep sleep

You finally got right? no longer a black sheep