This is a song about "Murder of the mind"

So i'm feeling like that odds is the only state of mind

Cuz when the press get this verse, their sure to press rewind

You have now entered the inner thoughts of my own mind

Not them 3 girls i got to be destiny's child

Better leave it all behind

The construction of mind

African queen got what you need

Murder verses bursts of furnace heat

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Journey in the mind of this serial killer

For that paper, i'mma grind

I'm in the correct state of mind

Enter the mind of a maniac

Now you got me hopped up on that