This is a song about "Mississippi state of mind"

Better leave it all behind

Wrote this sober, wrong state of mind

Finally hit the extent of my cynical state of mind

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

Get in the right state of mind rissa is like two kings aligned huffing lines

Cuz id be lyin and yall be fine chase bread with my dog muthafucka felines

It hurts to be in this ghetto mind state

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

You caught me in a state of depression

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Im here but my mind is in another state

He buy the benz where acres and crazy real estate

We killin shows out in london like i'm on my grind

I never felt so alive without an altered state of mind

I give up my light like an interracial couple wit a child

The next day i chilled at a friend's house party and he played ny state of mind