This is a song about "Hope your mine"

These emerald evergreens in your eyes reflect mine

But i got two platinum artists, at the same damn time

Don't press ya luck when i'm pressed for time

You wish your bars were as hard as mine

Thats just like mine to visit beside and hope that i

My teacher said impossible but i’ma fucking try

And just in time your head is mine

Ball out, ball hard, you can't cause it's rent time

Your bars may flow but mine destroy

You're sure to catch her witcha one day boy

My world a little darker, like a fuckin' tan line

It's ironic, your eyes need more improvement than mine

But after bowling, i went home for some damn adventure time

Your bars are meaningless when they're compared to mine

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

Droppin rhymes in order to keep your pedestal lower than mine