This is a song about "Unrefined assigned mind bind"

I speak my mind it just seems like to make a difference is what i was assigned.

Since my last rhyme - the crime rate ain't declineniggas bustin shots like they lost they mind

And bind lines to make them sweet and grind ground like they were cleats

Yeah you laughing my nigga but everything ain't what it seems

Incredible flow you cant bind up (bind up)

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

Yeah, look here thorunnin wild

Bitches be on my mind

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine

Smash your spine, slash n' bind, so you could feel the wrath of mine

I'm still looking for my mind

As: they will be so surprised

Stick my dick inside yo mind

Cause i’m back on my grind