This is a song about "Thought and conscious"

So here i am at the store for some chips

Thought he'd quit and stomp his missions

And whoever thought i would rhyme these,

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

I thought this bitch had changed and maybe/

Look, i'm still talking to you baby

They thought i was happy, bubbly and weird

I'll show you there's a few good left that exist

And you would have thought we

Cause all i want is you, baby

Always knew where the pot was

Comes out my haunted conscious

They say to get a hundred mill you must become the devil

See these little thugs grew up and thought there infinite potential,

Conscious, mind is designed to realign time and tell ya im ahead of mine,

Too busy trying to dig a hole in your jeansnow it seems, it's check out time