This is a song about "Border"

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Be peddling on bikes to the border flipping bitches like a quarter

If its not couture, i will not go to her

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

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

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

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

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

A patriotic villain, too close the border

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

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

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

The rap pad border got me wanna win them races

Gotta get back to the d, you know we finally famous