This is a song about "Pinch lines"

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

Spittin written and forbidden lines

You gotta adapt though i'm never going back

Pinch pitching for hitchcock up in heaven with pac

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

Sethered your spine, your movement lines

You must read in between these lines,

When i get my hands on nines

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

Distracted and switching up your lines

I sign lines, after night time

It’s obvious that girl you’re fine

Jeremy scotts, 3 stripes

Drop the best fukin lines...