This is a song about "Blowing my line up"

Coz, now it's my game, i'm blowing hard

Cause i, am feeling this deep down in my heart

Not giving my symbol but blowing out the whistle

Your two lips they smell like tulips so official

My hypothesis is drawn fine line

Haha, i'm on the grind, niggas know the time

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

Iv been blowing ghanja my mouth dry i need some auga x4

I'm blowing up rappers in the center of proximity

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Blowing up all statistics

All green nigga pick six

I took my number, i waited in line

Guess that means you can never be mine

‘cuz i’m the guiding light, blowing up this game like dynamite,

I just think we need one night, can't decide if i came right