This is a song about "She on my mind i still havent seen her been on my grind smoking sativa"

Fuck it maybe im blind, and i should i get on my grind

Been trying to put it down long after i was signed

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die

Never been a cold coward country money on my mind then my

Gotta give it to you girl you're one of a kind

I impress your mind, then i confess my grind

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

I fell on my hands, and she fell on her knees

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

She blow me i blow trees i keep on smoking

But i still rap like i'm on my pharoahe monch grind

I'm abusing the sunshine so i'm technically blind

In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind

But i still rap like i'm on my pharoahe monch grind