This is a song about "Doing lines"

Try doing what you doing but it’s out of range

Got in more trouble as i got up that age

I was born to do the damn thing

(not really sure what im doing)

He's the one doing his stuff

So let 'em chase love

If the bitch bad i could pass you a dime

Hey how you doing, im doing fine

Insperation bunny hopping over state lines

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

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

You lack sincerity, clarity and lines

Carol city or was it the west

God, i'm just doing my best

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

Try doing what you doing but it’s out of range