This is a song about "Longitudinal and latitudinal lines"

Anyone around me will get burned and get some tan lines

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

Listen--this is the status quo. and even though my lines overflow

Ain’t nobody here leading, it’s way too easy to follow

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

You front lines and bust rhymes with decent punchlines, i'll give you

Don’t hit my twitter, leave me alone

I spit a few lines and i send em back home

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

Sorry but i'm ruthless and i only came to spit these lines

Travel through time - coppin a diamond and bringing it into these lines

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

I'm paramount, nigga, i am, and you can't be mad

To understand the dividing lines and barriers that,

Past times used to to be past whack rhymes and ass lines

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights