This is a song about "States"

Because the case plainly states that slavery was just the prequel

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

It came to the point he couldn't look 'em in the face

Leave the states make peace with myself and erase/

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

Toss ur face like a dollar n scribble what all it states!,

In three states you're accused of rape

Im washin off another plate

States the fate of an artist bent on brooklyn banks/

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

That's really how we represent our country, the "united states",

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

But if she wanna roll wit me she gotta blow something

While the states are spraying kids with 'straying' clips for cash that's running/

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there

Because the case plainly states that slavery was just the prequel