This is a song about "Dotted line signs"

You never want to understate my rhymes, just underline all the signs

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

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

You never want to understate my rhymes, just underline all the signs

Jeremy scotts, 3 stripes

I try to figure out the signs

Cappin' boy, cooking crack, at the same damn time

Your trying to rhyme from line to line,

Wish for a prophecy, hope for fewer bad signs

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

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

You know, the street kinds, ain't no peace signs,

Just to make it in this broadway lights

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

While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines