This is a song about "Short lined"

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

Should be degraded, (short pause)

I like the way they dribble up and down the court

The afrocentric rappers who knew life is too short,

Haha, i like my short cake shorter

And then along came the wrong man for her

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

Heavy diction, lined in your ready petty kitchen

That's why i'm makin' money

Lined up and denied me pleasantry,

Intendent attend them, cool cause

Should be degraded, (short pause)

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

Repetitive competitive grain girding lanes, lined in arrays, lane to lane,

Shit, i'm makin' this mic short circuit,

Bitches asses looking like dalmatians and shit