This is a song about "State and local governments"

And you nervous cause ya ass probably feel different

There's peace-hating freemasons living in each state and,

Till i'm well-paid, bail's paid

I'm right in the mind state

For local and national attention,

Some excedrinto get rid of conception

International heard applaud to local suburban tour,

She pray to god every night hoping that he'll mature

I'm in a zen mind state

Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight

They're the reason for my lyrical mental state,

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

Some taxes to help pay for what's governments please

See, my bitch is imported - she came from overseas

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit

Their guns supplied by governments, and they get paid to cock it,