This is a song about "Joels hairline"

My reign lulu's son shine

Let them sail to finish line,

But that was only one time

Can you faggots keep up line for line

Busy of that shine, sniffin off that line

I'm stressed anyway, need it for vacation time

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

Corrupted construction caused your death via action

Paid homage to the struggle that's before mine

You exert your mind with every spurted line

You could leave the bank without a damn trace

Driving my car to a foreign place

I'm a be so rocky than the fuking blue ridge.

Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch

I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good

Say it's all your fault while the ground engraved your sour look.