This is a song about "Raining state of mind"

Cause i’m back on my grind

I'm in the correct state of mind

Cynical analytical state of mind, on grind, unsigned

In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind

We killin shows out in london like i'm on my grind

I never felt so alive without an altered state of mind

Never bad-handing nothing, therefore i grind

Confused state of mind, my existence, undefined

Dope money still a object, it’s the same damn grind

I guess it's just an old-fashioned south baptist state of mind,

Ain't hard to tell life's a bitch, that's my state of mind

Go on, look for a better nigga: girl you can’t find