This is a song about "Prime with the crime"

Still selling boy and girl, at the same damn time

But cant denie the fact im coming to my prime.

All the bullshit aside, homicide is a crime

Just a couple niggas in a boxcar that bitch go lime

If i stop it in it's prime the heart will still be filled with love.

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

Gimme mines, i really rhyme

What about the the gun and knife, crime

I'm worldwide i'm certified, pop a bottle my cali dime

To go ham just like swine i refine and define the rap prime

Easy baby. you the bomb and all, but i be damned if i do not land mine

Yeah i'm 15 and you're twelve, you in the middle school, i'm high school, my prime/

You're fucking with me, nigga

Gun crime that's run by the

Its now when my exams are in the prime time

Go inside the mind, you will find the mine