This is a song about "Mindlessness"

As they juggle knives for a deadly purpose, entertaining service, recursive

Sometimes my lyrics are hard to choose i'm like a women to shoes and purses,

My visions green,i see nothin but night vision

Black people get followed it stores, mindless locked in prison,

These mindless spineless politicians brainwash half the land,

With a bush light can and a dad in my hand/