This is a song about "Filler lines"

When you thinking about breakfast i'm heating up my dinner

So vigor you think i was godzilla, gods illa i'm gods filler,

I'm rewriting my lines maybe

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Slowed it down so now these lines,

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

Remember one thing, if y'all spittin some filler lines/

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights

Just to make it in this broadway lights

You lack sincerity, clarity and lines

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

Write anything here to generate some fresh lines

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

And it starts cruising through blue lines