This is a song about "State governments"

And they'll forever out ya, that's why you always quiet

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

Honey is always the one i'mma call late

As i, fall deeper into a manic state

Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

Rarely there's a true father in this united state

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

We move to every state

They're in a state of shock/

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

Y'all be the next in the long line of war stories

Some taxes to help pay for what's governments please

And getting money is the song i sing

My mental state is declining

If its a different state or different city?

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see