This is a song about "10 lined"

Smoke one stack straight to my dome

Kill 10 birds with one stone

3m's on my new balance

I been waiting for 10 years

Lined up and denied me pleasantry,

Third ward general, young cash money

Heavy diction, lined in your ready petty kitchen

You just working with the scraps you was given

Walk outside grab out a tobacco lined cigarette, and light it up,

Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

10 mil thats all i want

Gunrunning/ malfunctioning/ governing

The world should turn as soon as my records spin