This is a song about "State of the union"

I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain

Am i goin insane, or is it the mental state of my brain

No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight

Can we differentiate the class of the minor state

Cynical analytical state of mind, on grind, unsigned

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

The way i speak is state of the art

For the most part those blocks get bogart

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Collaborate on plans to realize the truest state of our existence

You know they got me trapped in this prison of seclusionhappiness, living on the streets is a delusion

None of your own will pick up the phone cuz this human is a new fusion god and man perfect union

City national bank evolve into shape

When their in the state of beind down while others are great

I can tell you that this tape

I'm right in the mind state