"In my mind, I make perfect sense/
If you aren't real then all my prayers aren't worth a cent/
That would mean that I could just make up what my purpose is/
And I could sit in church and just say "fuck" in the services/"
Hopsin maintained the usual summer ritual and dropped another installment of his Ill Mind series. At first listen, I wasn't even feeling that beat. But once the subject matter picked up I began to understand the track more and this track turned out dope. I really like the whole religion argument idea for a song, and even though I don't completely agree with his perspective, it's good to hear a popular artist with an original opinion on such a deep topic. Check it.