This is a song about "Dots"

Lines that i spit doesn't even connect dots

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Connect the dots: i call it interpolation,

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Connect the dots like go, never be able to play me

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

Evading the sniper dots, as he's tied up in my basement

But you never come when you period is five days

Got them little red dots directed at your face

While i bombard with lots of stuff and that ain't dots of bluff you bitch!

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage