Yeah I want to dedicate this song to Jonathan Myers Horace

Peterson Gemini Smith and Matthew Hingle. What's on yo mind?

[Shoestring]

No demonstration on this nation as a murderfest

Got us locked in the jailcell the others they was put to rest

I had no teacher it was like my pops had passed away

Bought me a sweet and snapped his fingers he was gone away

My house is hell I used bail down there on ?Acre? street

Whole hood on ABC, pops in penetentiary

Caught in the system, he's a victim of his shorty's past

His son's a killa on the for reala, you best to watch yo stash

What's on my mind, is my brotha's name Rodney King?

Coulda been Shoestring, instead the devil chose Malice Green

Can't go to sleep, not too deep cause I be hearin shots,

Down on my block bodies drop, it'll never stop

The ghetto drama for yo mama is a wicked sin

God save her soul, don't wanna say it but my mom's a fiend

Stand in the rain, can't take the pain, the stress is kickin in

Mack's in the pen cause it was all about his dividends

Life was a struggle, had to hustle, and sometimes buckle

A swollen knuckle, lockin up was the ghetto couple

Out to get rich, but I'm no snitch, no need to drop a dime,

My future's blind, now tell me what's on yo mind

Chorus: Tell me, tell me, what's on yo mind? (2X)

(What's on my mind, what's on my mind,

Was it the chrome, too ??? the crime?)

[Bootleg]

Apply the pressure, drastic measures made the victim's fall

One shot to the head, before they fled, they made em beg and crawl

Can't stop the thunder in my mind, so who controls the storm?

I fill my body full of drank and dank to keep it warm

Please stop the killin, Lord a killa's what I'm born to be

My min