This is a song about "Tha head of state kid"

Can we differentiate the class of the minor state

We gon' rep the city of folarin straight, that bait

In a state of indecision, you derailed my mission,

I roll with skaters and musicians with an intuition

Sublime player of hearts to tha beat

Me and my peeps often meet

Call levi's we can see about the home cook

These are al the symptoms of growing up in tha hood.

The way i speak is state of the art

No wonder why when times get hard

By any means, if ya like it or not

They're in a state of shock/

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

Its ridiculous, the current state of the game

You caught me in a state of depression

Well baby bot there ain't no question