This is a song about "Die behind mines"

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

Get the big picture im a slick trickster your bars aint sicker than mines

You've never heard a rhyme as cursed as mines

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

For that paper, i'mma grind

And the hugs from behind

I'll paint you with my tongue and stay in those bikini lines

I dare a nigga try to make a meal outta whats mines

Dont depend on ya weapon,it aint better than mines

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

Like you stepping on mines

Cause then i’m throwing peace signs

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Who's behind the man behind the curtain? foxy

I finally wrote decent bars and treasured mines

I used to have dark nights now it’s bright lights