This is a song about "My rap lines"

My punch lines being so memorable was unintentional/

I'm throwin around broads playing monkey in the middle

Talking about the god you serve

My lines are angle grinders

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

I swear i couldn't breathe when my idol started quoting my lines

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

I'm in my bedroom on my small bed, just typing up lines,

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

Number nine, your buddy carl's diggin my lines

Arrogant when i finish

What's that? my lines are short? how's this

Taste my lines, now you addicted, tobacco chewing

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Eye of the tiger, no i'm never lying

My lines refining and rhymes redefining