This is a song about "Dotted line signs"

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

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

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

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

Through you under the avc line

"aw, no ma’am" i’m an old land mine

You shine like a mothafuckin dime

My hypothesis is drawn fine line

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

Theirs many signs that you may see,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Many signs of potential and originality

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

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