This is a song about "Mind at war"

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

Fuck what them niggas saying i hit whoever at bat

What’s on my mind at any given time of day

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

Daylight saving times all the time on this block of mines

I feel at home in a land mind, blow up punch lines

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

That fire flow the finest women i adore

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

I think it's fucked up how, us rappers and athletes can make more money than a soldier at war

Den i put that ho on the welcome mat

Never been afraid to just speak my mind at

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

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

I’m on this one way headed where the slums play

What's on my mind at any given time of day,