This is a song about "Be mines"

In life she the wife who was right in that deep end

Im just tryna kneal mines so screw accent

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

Get the big picture im a slick trickster your bars aint sicker than mines

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

I spit raw flames/ your bars aint sicker than mines

Ya first song was chronic masturbator, mines fuck ya baby,

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Gotta get mines in givin time my life will transform like optimus prime,

Gotta go, gotta goyeah baby, hahaha, it's check it out time

Cuz id be lyin and yall be fine chase bread with my dog muthafucka felines

Get the big picture im a slick trickster your bars aint sicker than mines

His rap's a b mines an a so crap and see lines can spray

And that little nigga nigga, thinks its okay

Dont depend on ya weapon,it aint better than mines

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights