This is a song about "Peach state"

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

High outer space no atlas got a lot of bait

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

Im here but my mind is in another state

Taking my time, let me levitate

As i, fall deeper into a manic state

My mental state is declining

Get loose like a jew when i do rhyming

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

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

Success is what i work for, and when them dudes hate

Jump jump bitch right off the empire state