This is a song about "Mind washed"

Render you washed ashore target tuned, in, red dotted point of view ending you,

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

I woked up and got washed but lost my dosh when i was cross

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

I was flooded through the fucking swimming pool now that i am washed up to shore i am killing you

I've only ever had poverty i wish i had a sell out price to pursue

But my god had my sins washed!

Real words...elegant: a piece of art

There cries echo in my mind,

Cause i’m back on my grind

She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause

And brain washed them all by attaching technology to their eyeballs,

Got me feelin washed away like haiti

So while the world goes drake crazy

You're words are all washed up, like a windshield wiper/

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her