This is a song about "Rylees hairline"

Fuck them peace makers on a fuckin line

In that aston martin on these niggas, game time

Your laying lives out on the line.

Private plane, my seat recline

And i did the video for really though

Bring me that horizon scream it for the pharaoh.

I move the line of scrimmage with every line written,

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

You'd be walking a fine line

Would look at us all the time

Tripped, racing ya self trynna chase the paper

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Don't press ya luck when i'm pressed for time

Yeah, punch line after punch line, rhyme after rhyme/