This is a song about "Between my life and lines"

In my bread and peanut butter you're the jelly in between

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

That leads between hope and dispair

True player, cory mo cold as hell

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

I put my heart and soul in these lines/

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

At least my lines don't come out like yours-weak and malnourished...

My mind is wandering for different rhymes and lines.

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

Well its between you and dad

You, you, you have to pay for that

My magma hot bars race between the lines like a squad of cop cars

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

My reflection remains a blur, stuck between future potential and lost history

Damn, why they take another soldier?i load my clip before my eyes blurry, don't worry