This is a song about "Bryce hairline"

Holla out my set

I hear it in my head

I be on the highway dirty, crunch time

I shoot from the 3 pointer line

Sorry mr. charlie won't chap dance

Sight of her eyeglass brought me to climax

Didn't know i was somewhat out of line

Ye' and killa cam', the world is mine

Through you under the avc line

Cause, i need that one good time

Gyal me know you's a freak from long time

Yeah, punch line after punch line, rhyme after rhyme/

See if i ever crossed over that line

So the mind they mine don't coincide with mine

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types

My forehead drenched in sweat, i turn the tides