This is a song about "Hope your mine"

A couple pair of lips, i'm smoochin' on ya panty line

Droppin rhymes in order to keep your pedestal lower than mine

Tried to warn the little nigga either stop or die

Thats just like mine to visit beside and hope that i

Automatic kill for pennies

The rap game is mine, get down on your knees

Would look at us all the time

And just in time your head is mine

Stackin my chicken, braggin to the bitches

Your bars aint equal to what #mine #is

Your raps are counterfeit, mine are homemade

Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade

You a lady boss, now you fly free

I hope your day is peachy

Rub my back, then let me lay

I hope your doing ok