This is a song about "Mind of a menace"

To give you a piece of my mind

Better leave it all behind

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

As a motherfuckin' menace, when y'all think i'm finished,

A mind made of feces,

I'm why baby mamas leave

Enter the mind of a maniac

Snapple fact: you rather wack

Ain't hard to tell life's a bitch, that's my state of mind

Not them 3 girls i got to be destiny's child

A reckless menace that be stuck inside this crevice/

You just turn your head, kneel down and then tie your tennis

All in the mind of a mime

I shine, you shine, so we shine

Better lock your doors, it's the arrival of the menace,

Now momma told me be careful who you love