This is a song about "Being fine"

Let me put my funk on this one time

You'd be walking a fine line

Below atc you are still kinda fine

Go inside the mind, you will find the mine

Are fine, so many guns being smuggled in traffic jams,

So nigga listen you can probably learn a lesson perhaps

I salivate at fine bitches

I swear ri got a hit with this

Crushin up untill weed it is fine dust (fine dust)

Revolvers, automatics, guns stay silent

And now these hoes are on my line

Who is so much more than fine

Flexin' hard nigga all the time

He told me that my eyes were fine,

Cuz damn that boys mighty fine

She take two man one time