This is a song about "16 line john dickinson rap"

I know these youngins, they embody every verse in a line,

Now i'm the young one with the 9 ready to put in my time

You have to take a year just to write a line to put on a disc

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won

Walking around in a bitches thong listening to elton john

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

Hahahahaha... oh crap, i split this bitch in half with one line in a rap,

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

Y'all niggas #got #no #lines like a whole line of #cordless #open #phones

You told fiasco not to cross the line, acting like you'd smack him

Can you blame her? hundred dollars for them bitches wann’t a option

I get a rush like i'm tweekin off blow

Acid foam, talking trash like john mcenroe

By not enough of time, to insight a line, i've sacrificed

Locked down in tha penitentiaryfinally lose my mind