This is a song about "Odyssey of the mind"

If they find that stash box just one time

All in the mind of a mime

I'm on my grind

In the back of my mind

We are leaving behind the presence of mind

And screaming i guess them nightmares as a child

How the hell this gonna help my life odyssey?

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

With the mind that's so devious of mine.

Of a nigga that don't give a fuck about time

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Crazy out of my mind, fell out of the boundary

Control the mind of yo master

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

Puffy got a mansion, bitch i got the same damn kind

Finally hit the extent of my cynical state of mind