I'm right in the mind state
I can tell you that this tape
Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid
They're the reason for my lyrical mental state,
Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape
Rarely there's a true father in this united state
Champaign by your tub, rose pedals as she walk, you know the floor don't need to see you
I live in texas red white and blue, playin soccer come at me and my spanish crew
Talkin texas 100 im talking av summers are deafnetly warmer
I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her
You in the basement, i'm on the roof again
You mental state deteriorates n,
I'll keep her wrapped up tight like that guy in red state
Taking my time, let me levitate
Im washin off another plate
Just to get her into this state,
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