This is a song about "Border"

I'm gettin paid for my trade but i'm still realand if you look between the lines you'll find a rhyme

Are going to make me cross the border, to insanity to aurora columbine/

Where's the border betweet the art and the crap?

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

Mr. i-don't-give-a-fuck-about-you what they callin' him

Infatuations border the need for mental evaluation

Get backpack 'n ya gear on, time to cross the border.

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Don't see this deeper than music, don't hear it but feel the author

Somebody call the coroner, cuz bitch i'm on the border

“alright man, i’ll take you to the border”

I wanted a brother my mother i told her