This is a song about "Qatar"

Flyest nigga in this bitch, and i don't even own no chain

Its ridiculous, the current state of the game

And my bank account look just like a phone card

The way i speak is state of the art

The revolution has arrived

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

Stuck in the state of limbo, moving forth to prevail,

If ballin’ was a crime, i’d be in jail

Amit says he wants to do it, well i guess we gotta do it

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit

Pray you rich in confidence, now i'm paying you mind

Confused state of mind, my existence, undefined

I'm not from pakistan but i still offer water to a bomber,

Bet i be like fenway out in boston, my green is a monster