This is a song about "Abdi hairline"

Honey face it you've crossed the muthafuckin line

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

Detonating when i rhyme a rhyme

Didn't know i was somewhat out of line

Your laying lives out on the line.

What yo name is girl let me tell you mine

Amounts to crap you had in every line

I’ll forever move any cat they admire mine

I perfect every line

You shine like a mothafuckin dime

Let them sail to finish line,

Private plane, my seat recline

In a turtle neck, thermal jeans, spit purple wine

You exert your mind with every spurted line

Till i shine at the finish line/

She take two man one time