This is a song about "Mind"

Infatuation it rules my mind

Now we was once two niggas of the same kind

That's why i'm in the club like fuck it, though

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

No its fucking peace of mind!

To my unborn child

Cause i’m back on my grind

A picture in your mind

I'm still looking for my mind

The glare makes me hard to find

Sorry excuse my mind

For that paper, i'mma grind

Young heart,with an old mind

You can search but you'll never find