This is a song about "Minds"

Railin off my tracks my minds gotta sickening

If they not talking no bread than we ain't listening

My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise

I'm never picking sides, these picket signs are killing wicked minds,

It's obvious i'm crazy

Cause my minds gettin a bit hazy

Cause my mother let me do what i want

Yellow tape up and now your minds shocked

My minds astray, my hearts finally gray

Back in the motherfuckin bay

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

Those with the most thoughts are out of their minds.

And my minds being matched

I can feel your heart beating fast

The strategic minds of today

Oh, why do i live this way