straight out the married dungeons of the rap The Towels drop deep does my knight cause to sing is the uncle of light beyond the walls of jugs life is defined I think my happiness when I'm London state of my mind I hope the white got some night my insight dont like no dirty bite run up to the right and get the light in London state of my mind what more could you ask for the mild towel you complain about the volume you gotta love though somebody speaks for the foul I'm rapping for the stick I'm gonna move you quick super beautiful poor like a leg boy I tell you I thought you were an egg I cant take the volume cant take the banana I woulda tried to chat but I guess I got no Americana I'm rapping to the quick I'm going to move your stick yeah yaz in state of my mind when I was young my uncle had a howl I was kicked out with no scowl I never thought I'd see that prowl ain't a souls life that can take my uncles foul a spiffing teddy is quit the steady thinking of happiness yeah state of my mind