This is a song about "Wont mind there on business"

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

Oh hey, there goes my mind on the floor right beside you,

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

Your acumen prestigious as business class on amtrak

Rather die making money than live poor and legal

There is no equal, their wont be a sequel

Running! right there on the concrete twirling!... right there on stage acting...

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

There cries echo in my mind,

Doggy, i'm from the land of grind

Tackling! right there on your instruments playing! right there on the track

That i never had, but wrote it in my raps to make you mad

Cause i’m back on my grind

Bitches be on my mind

Smoking on purple to free my mind,

You can search but you'll never find