This is a song about "My thoughts"

I ponder and i wonder through my own different thoughts,

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

My thoughts are scrambling my mind is fucked it needs dismantling

Truthfully don't do much, but with you trying do something

Lemonhead end up dead

I have all the thoughts in my head

Everyday i'm getting paranoid of my own thoughts,

They rap they're ass off and don't nobody like their songs

Trying to get my thoughts gathered,

Yeah you know i got that work

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

My thoughts curved, they helped me roll over the dice

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

I spent most my days runnin from evil thoughts

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

My mind my thoughts i think they're out to get me