This is a song about "Parallel and perpindicular lines"

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

Me and my pupils is mutual they not focused as me though

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

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

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

Although my body's in the u.s my heart's there

Distracted and switching up your lines

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

Daylight saving times all the time on this block of mines

My mind is wandering for different rhymes and lines.

With deep conceptual lines, nice and divine

Hardest spittin’ mothafucka this side of the line

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

With these 'parallel verses', you couldn't touch 'em if your lines were slanted!

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights

The talent show came, and i wrote a few lines