This is a song about "Pinch lines"

Wale they call me tiger stripes

You must read in between these lines,

. left in this pinch of taverns end, a ballers den while u crammed.

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

Sick leverage, of freestyle rhyme lines

I'm a doberman, pinch yourself in the arm and pay homage, pupil

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

There is a light that shines

Slowed it down so now these lines,

Could i make you my baby

I'm rewriting my lines maybe

Sethered your spine, your movement lines

When i get my hands on nines

All the time with this glock of mines

Welcome to organized side of real lines