This is a song about "Unrefined mind bind assigned"

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets

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

But i just wanna make love to your mind

Assigned for the betterment of mankind

Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut

Incredible flow you cant bind up (bind up)

Doggy, i'm from the land of grind

Peace of mind, a piece in mind

Bad thoughts enter our mind

You can search but you'll never find

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

Criminal mind, subliminal syllables riddle your mind

To my unborn child

Stick my dick inside yo mind

Bitches be on my mind

The revolution has arrived