This is a song about "State capitals"

Especially when im in mizzurio cuz that's the show me state

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

This is to my unborn child

I'm in the correct state of mind

It ain't havoc or damage, it's magic in an artistic state

Petey pop off, rip, free lou, been lootin’ money since like fourth grade

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

Rarely there's a true father in this united state

And when it's said and done

Should be in state prison,

Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the game plan

Waiting to see progression in each state man

They're the reason for my lyrical mental state,

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

Do you think i'm out of my mind with this tape

Im here but my mind is in another state