This is a song about "Dotted line signs"

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

I don't know what to do so i throw some illuminati signs

Can you faggots keep up line for line

Cause, i need that one good time

They say i talk like im god body

Theirs many signs that you may see,

So i signed my name and dotted my i's but only on her chest.

Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines

And maybe that's why my mind was dotted with solely cold rage,

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change

Many signs of potential and originality

Or do it jackass and leave your breath all shitty

Sign on the dotted line before i insert all the verbs,

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve