This is a song about "Mind maps"

Peace of mind, a piece in mind

The revolution has arrived

The glare makes me hard to find

Young heart,with an old mind

But i really don't mind

I'm on my grind

And i made it with that dope flow

A blown mind. isn't that a mind blow,

Should be harder to find

Bad thoughts enter our mind

Cause i’m back on my grind

The construction of mind

Bitches be on my mind

Better leave it all behind

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

Death maps, in a lion's sense, alliances, are made by riff-raff,