This is a song about "Are you mine"

In a turtle neck, thermal jeans, spit purple wine

Even if it was only once, you got to be mine

Gone wild kill you with a smile the world is all mine

Still selling boy and girl, at the same damn time

Guess im ahead of my time

If i was yours, and you were mine.

Y'all can keep all the trophies get at kim and i'm fine

Worried about losing you you ain't even mine

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

I spit verses hard and mean statistics say mine are fighting machines,

But the same deposition take it every time

Nigga get some skills but you aint stealin mine.

Your rhymes are nuclear but mine are demonic

Put it on whatever bitch, me and spitta high as shit

I'm stressed anyway, need it for vacation time

Rhymes are dime a dozen but i know you won't forget mine