This is a song about "Ny state of mind"

I guess it's just an old-fashioned south baptist state of mind,

Couple of ‘em dimes, but all my hoes is hard to find

I feel good, i look great

We tigers with the same mind state

Go on, look for a better nigga: girl you can’t find

I'm pretty sure i should of died, my altered state of mind

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

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

When it's repping time, i get on extra grind

You must be out of your state... of mind,

Relationships should never rewind

They're in a state of shock/

The pain don't stop, but my reign don't stop

I never felt so alive without an altered state of mind

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