This is a song about "State names"

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

As i, fall deeper into a manic state

Rain from my game reign, all i see are lame names,

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

They're the reason for my lyrical mental state,

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

My mental state is declining

I'm just taking names, then i'm kickin' ass//

Cause you're most likely to crash

Cause i drove you insane, you repeating the same names

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates

But since you mentioning names

One verse is all it takes

Bro you are a lame ass faggot, stop posting peoples names

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes