This is a song about "Russia state"

Can we differentiate the class of the minor state

Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

We tigers with the same mind state

Talk sharp like a razor blade

And come to find out my dad was in a different state

And i could see you coming home after work late

Drink a fifth of hennessy and then take another fade

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

I'd hate to see the seeds she created, and so we wait

They're the reason for my lyrical mental state,

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

Yeah, i think i'mma cop me that new estate

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

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