This is a song about "Fine ass"

I've turned out almost fine,

Running hip hop like 'pac in his prime

It’s whatever, you shine, i shine

When it is in my palm its fine

Oh, i was raised by the stop sign

Below atc you are still kinda fine

Well that's just fine with him

I know that love it could begin

Cause i’m not fine at all

As i'm watching the snow fall

You could love it or hate it but he was prime time

I'm on the playground, and i'm feelin fine.

Stealin some bars is all good and fine

They ain’t got no life ‘cause they always on mine

And maybe cupid won't miss

I salivate at fine bitches