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

I got those haters facin death they ass lookin for a life line

I ain't sayin' namesthey say the tape was really mine

Im just trying to stay in line, with sign that my life is slipping

I'm a form a petition, someone gotta be listening

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

Put 'em all in a line, add an ak-47, a revolver and a nine

But i can't find that line inside my mind, i rhyme with peace of mind,

I'm abusing the sunshine so i'm technically blind

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

On me rappers got nothing,back of the line is where there shoved in

You live your life all serious while i'm enjoying mine

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

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

Then we'll rise and fight like warriors 'till sunset like elton john,