This is a song about "Bryce hairline"

Getting head counting bread, at the same down time

Fuck them peace makers on a fuckin line

Your trying to rhyme from line to line,

Been a star since i was back in one time

And nowadays things changeeveryone's ashamed of the youth cause the truth look, strange

My knife's got a nice edge..i'm a coldblooded killer..straight out of the ice age/

Honey face it you've crossed the muthafuckin line

Is it possible at the same moment in time

Can't take the heat, lickidy repeat, rickety pretty neat

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

Fuck whoever said the rap game wasn't edible man

Dependin' on how i feel, either the coupe or sedan

My mama smoked so god damn much

Through ya facial cartilage,