This is a song about "The banning of e cigs in the state of california"

Daylight saving times all the time on this block of mines

California house in the hills, big windows no blinds

You caught me in a state of depression

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Eazy-e, the grand poppa of hip hop, his beats used to be the jam//

Somebody need to tell 'em that they can't do it like i can

The reflections of my mental state, questioning how i can even operate

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

Can we differentiate the class of the minor state

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape

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

It calls for separation of the federal state and church,