This is a song about "Longitudinal and latitudinal lines"

Wale they call me tiger stripes

I put my heart and soul in these lines/

I am olubowale, the answer to this

Simple lines to golden from rapping and ish

I'm breathing lines and hooks that jab like boxer,

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

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

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

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

Anyone around me will get burned and get some tan lines

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

You lack sincerity, clarity and lines

My lines refining and rhymes redefining

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

And now it's stupid, seen as foolish, wonder 'bout the racial lines,