This is a song about "Doing lines after lines"

Sometimes i find the epicentre of my lines

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

Stuntin' in some other jordan nines

Sick leverage, of freestyle rhyme lines

Your shit is so consistent with garbage lines.

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

When i get my hands on nines

Worked all night to fit these into lines

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

Write anything here to generate some fresh lines

Welcome to organized side of real lines

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

And my lines are so barbaric,

Then play you all my latest shit