This is a song about "Rhymes of mine"

Y'all can keep all the trophies get at kim and i'm fine

Rhymes are dime a dozen but i know you won't forget mine

You know you jelous of these rhymes

Paper planes, long flights

Appeal with the skin color of mine

Haha, i'm on the grind, niggas know the time

Pacific of mine, sir', uh.. dismissed

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

To realign time and tell ya that im ahead of mine.

And on skype bet you say "le where my flight at?", if i decline

Y'all can't ever fade that, i don't ever lack shit

Your rhymes are nuclear but mine are demonic

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

Victim of mine, in come the rhymes

Appeal with the skin color of mine

Oh, i was raised by the stop sign