This is a song about "Out of my mind"

Out of sight, out of mind, but who in their right mind

I got a line downstairs ma, i'm in the grind

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

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

I lose my mind pull out my nine and i start capping

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

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

Gotta give it to you girl you're one of a kind

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

Running out of time your hour glass collided with my ill mind,

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

Finally hit the extent of my cynical state of mind

You can search but you'll never find

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