mine_state

Growing up in this part of town

We had to put things together ourselves

So I really learned how to put two and two together

And we're gonna blow up with my inventions

My O.G. taught me how to fix a car engine

I've applied that to jury-rig go-karts

You know what I mean

And these windmills that we could do once

In South oceans in the East side

Yo I can make the cover art

With some wishes and a color chart

I can build a home with a stick and stone

Form an insane mind sick and alone

Ringing in the ear so I picked up the phone

My mind ain't clear so it dipped in the zone

Dipped in the zone my big O.G

With a grip on the chrome

Knew how to script and spit in them homes

With a background at a Christian home

Now he's in the hood where he build the drones

And drum machines with the scraps

From a submarine and that nigga be eating clean

You know he be eating clean

He's a machinist

It's a state of mind you in (of mind you in)

(of mind you in)

Don't mind him he can pay my finance

And the address is his state of mind

It's a state of mind you in (of mind you in)

(of mind you in)

I top my ship and pay the fine

It's more than an address

It's the state of mind

I top my ship and pay the fine

It's more than an address

It's the state of mind

Make the money go

I could make the whole world bruise

With some steps and pointed shoes

I could rhyme a diss with a song and a prayer

I could make it big betting all on a dare

Upon the buildings on bamboo huts

Under that spell the escape hatch shut

Shake that butt

Probably doesn't know that I say that stuff

Community gathering dancing on Saturn rings

I listen to them battered wives

Wanna dress like black Nat King

Because I can build a heart when I glance at a sperm