Mental $tate Lyrics

My mental state is fried

My third eye is blind

My passion never dies

I honestly never lie

To tell the truth as much as you do

Only pick at times

Lifting picket signs

Left fighting for my rights to this simple life

Don't think I'm ice-ing you out

Wet enough to heal a drought

Syncing minds syncopate these rhymes to draw it out

My color palette never drying out

Pictures on the walls only shadow things I figured out

Hear these classics?

That attraction that I managed

Don't get humble now

Hit the depot

Build up shelves and then reload golden shells

Open wild-fire on these beats and give em hell

Maybe one day fill up mantles with the golden grail

Till they know me well

But never well enough this rain can't fill up wells enough

My mental state just ain't been well enough

My head keep swelling up

Her belly's swelling up

This wont be miscarried or fumbled in this game and just like my songs

I run it back to run it up, gang

One more time

One more time

One more time

One more time

You got one more time before I snap yo spine

We don't turn back on lines

Everything I say stays high

We don't feel the same,

Fuck you in yo place

Beefing over what?

Opinions over rate

We don't ever hate

Stay up on your side

So just stay up on your side