This is a song about "Between"

Little more weed, first class seats

Just curl up between your sheets

You must read in between these lines,

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

That leads between hope and dispair

It’s not fair, the ones with the good hair

No one comes between us

A lovely outer surface

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

I'm between streets like city blocks-

Ain't even tryna hold back

Well its between you and dad

Between us, i think there's something special

Roll up and inhale, i live next to denzel

Bouncing between the extremes of my two brothers/

Nasty new street slugger, my heat seeks suckers