This is a song about "Lines of flurry"

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

On these streets with flurry coke-line streaks/

I used to have dark nights now it’s bright lights

Sometimes i find the epicentre of my lines

She's got me love stoned from everywhere

On the lines of a wire right in the nice air

Murdered this dude in 8 lines, almost half of his fucking bars.

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

The above lines where example of this one time...

Paid homage to the struggle that's before mine

Velocity of my lines astonishing the biggest of minds/

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

Scat porn with corny lines consistency of grits

Always keep a rubber, word to telly in kids

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

Sick leverage, of freestyle rhyme lines