This is a song about "Asinine"

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

Your raps are as asinine as chocolate asparagus splashed with lime

I'm asinine, i'll blast the nine, my disses so mean to ya,

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

They gon feel so asinine, before i'm done with half a rhyme

Step in the club and it's all eyes, champagne i sip mine

In that aston martin on these niggas, game time

To have another half of glass of wine, sound asinine

Platinum back again, asinine when they asking em

And it rules everything around them