This is a song about "10 lined"

I make you feel like it is 10 below

They know i'm tryna get that montana dough

Jt: my mom’s been so alone

Kill 10 birds with one stone

Carcasses lined up besting alcatraz

Harder to quit, the cigarettes and green bags

See i'm fronting, get your food, keep on running

Gunrunning/ malfunctioning/ governing

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

I been waiting for 10 years

You're uncool like my mother kin

Imagination , penetration