This is a song about "Mississipi state"

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

Nah it's getting worse, your cursed in this crazed state

You mental state deteriorates n,

Time after time, again and again

I'll keep her wrapped up tight like that guy in red state

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

Jump jump bitch right off the empire state

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late

Waiting to see progression in each state man

And fuck the radio for tellin' me to snap jam

That cellphone that i bought

They're in a state of shock/

I get my paper, y'all just hate

I'm right in the mind state