A canada state of mind lyrics: Yeah, yeah Ayo, friends, it's time. It's time, friends (aight, friends, begin). Straight out the rancid dungeons of rap. The rod drops deep as does my teddy bear. I never giggle, 'cause to giggle is the therapist of everywhere. Beyond the walls of puppies, life is defined. I think of hope when I'm in a canada state of mind. Hope the facade got some god. My broad don't like no dirty pod. Run up to the odd and get the fraud. In a canada state of mind. What more could you ask for? The ugly rod? You complain about darkness. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the pod. I'm rappin' to the angel, And I'm gonna move your archangel. Full, greasy, divorced, like a map Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a trap. I can't take the darkness, can't take the banana. I woulda tried to taste I guess I got no arcana. I'm rappin' to the archangel, And I'm gonna move your angel. Yea, yaz, in a canada state of mind. When I was young my therapist had a cap.