This is a song about "Finding the y intercept slope"

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

So you x'd with a "why," y is the path

Loud p.o.t. above y’all, patron at 4 am, fuck the last call

To be fought, not finding refuge in the ones they adore/

It's no longer a new jack city

L y r i to the c

Every morning calls his comrade to come and get him to smoke

But i kept pushing and continued to my careers rising slope

Bored stiff so ya mock six pox-y / names on the wall.

I'm so-cal, you so-called rappers need to go call

I seen them grinding 'n' finding a way, to take time at the night or day

Haters dont know what to say club feel like the first of the month today

I seen them grinding 'n' finding a way, to take time at the night or day

Owed the dope man for his productand he swore if he did not pay

The heart of a lion but i’m a tiger wood look in there

So the image will be captured when thoes kids ask y life aint fair