This is a song about "Parallel and perpindicular lines"

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

Anyone around me will get burned and get some tan lines

I am ryu-like to the fiend

With bars and lines hard as a steel shield

And while, you're spitting these wack lines

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

You can't touch these lines i'm spitting them parallel.

Whole lot of haters wanna fight i swear

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

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though

So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss

Simple lines to golden from rapping and ish

Less stress/ i express best/with flows and lines

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

Spittin written and forbidden lines

Cause then i’m throwing peace signs