This is a song about "Cokane lines"

My lines will have you flabbergasted

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

I sign lines, after night time

Welcome to organized crime

Cause then i’m throwing peace signs

"my flows can be employed in my lines

You lack sincerity, clarity and lines

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights

Drop the best fukin lines...

Short days, long nights

Assuring lines were true

Why we gotta argue

If i have to memorize all these lines/

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

You must read in between these lines,

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines