This is a song about "Peach state"

I'll keep her wrapped up tight like that guy in red state

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

He buy the benz where acres and crazy real estate

There's no wonder i feel this way, always in a state,

Should be in state prison,

Miami nights, ain't another one

It ain't havoc or damage, it's magic in an artistic state

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape

Of course they all hate

I'm right in the mind state

Pitchfork doesn't need a plate

I'm in a zen mind state

We tigers with the same mind state

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

Nah it's getting worse, your cursed in this crazed state

Play this shit while you contemplate