This is a song about "State and local governments"

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

The audience lovin’ him cuz most of them can relate

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

Mid-state and green it seems, is where all my niggaz be

It calls for separation of the federal state and church,

Kind of chill but every now and then i get this violent urge,

Nigga there's nothin' left of you

Governments could do way more than they do

The governments comes right in with some more,

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

So i stay moderately buzzed, fighting the urge

It calls for separation of the federal state and church,

You're uncool like my mother kin

For local and national attention,

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

And you would think that i’m european, my tribe different