This is a song about "State the tr"

The day my mix tape drops will be the day i emerge,

It calls for separation of the federal state and church,

Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

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

Its ridiculous, the current state of the game

Knowing you shouldn't think that way and trying to freeze your brain

Collaborate on plans to realize the truest state of our existence

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

But that ain't the end state, cause in state i spit sowed oats for bread

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

All lying ass defensive ass boys

Abuse the state power like bomb deploys

Can we differentiate the class of the minor state

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

Did the model, took a flight to the golden state

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight