This is a song about "Mine in craft"

These emerald evergreens in your eyes reflect mine

Liberace, john gotti, at the same damn time

So much hating in this life of mine, i cry at times

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

In order to put on a show and grow these skills of mine

Art design, archin' mine, fresno to clarke i'm fine

In fact his exact words were, "there better than mine"

I'm stressed anyway, need it for vacation time

My gold rollie tell time

You reflect in this heart of mine

Hardest spittin’ mothafucka this side of the line

But it’s hard to when you run and hide in the shadows of mine

Suck her neck before i eat her like she's breakfast

For biting mine lines just to escape in the mist

Victim of mine, in come the rhymes

Hop in and let me test drive