This is a song about "Always yours"

If i was yours, and you were mine.

Tree pine, now, do the tree pine

Indubitably i'm too street

Yours smells weak, and looks cheap

I aint about to pay for yours.

I flash smiles at the mean looks

I fry niggas come at me than you might get yours

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

I have my personal boundaries but where are yours

My raps is better then yours

Epic, they used to feed me detours