This is a song about "State and local governments"

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

Niggas get down for the moment, they ain't for movement

While i ride this maserati, rick and his best friends

The overthrow of governments and all corrupt presidents,

Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight

We move to every state

And can perfectly fake his state of emotion

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

The next day i chilled at a friend's house party and he played ny state of mind

I give up my light like an interracial couple wit a child

International heard applaud to local suburban tour,

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

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

When they hate, i never give a whole fuck, or half shit

I'm in a zen mind state

Pitchfork doesn't need a plate