This is a song about "Lines rhyme"

Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line

Its designed to rhyme lines thats where i shine

Switch rovers, hit 'em with the gun that's in his holster

Your lines of rhyme just keep getting lower and lower

In a turtle neck, thermal jeans, spit purple wine

Yeah, punch line after punch line, rhyme after rhyme/

Writing rhyme after rhyme every year

Aw shit, the piggy is getting near

To blast out that pipebomb rhyme

Would look at us all the time

No rhyme is a bad rhyme

But most of the time

Oh, i was raised by the stop sign

Hardest mothafucka on this rhyme.

Words with no rhyme? we rhyme it anyway..

She will never get by, no how no way