This is a song about "Mirage"

I've got these stupid bitches tied up at the mirage,

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

Morphed into an illusion like a vivid mirage

The path to victory's a mirage, the road is just/

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

But my mind wanders and creates me a mirage

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

I cough, i thought this thunderfuck was creating a mirage,