This is a song about "Snorting lines"

When i get my hands on nines

You must read in between these lines,

Worked all night to fit these into lines

Just to make it in this broadway lights

I used to have dark nights now it’s bright lights

Insperation bunny hopping over state lines

Then back it up more then lunch lines

Cause then i’m throwing peace signs

And it starts cruising through blue lines

All the time with this glock of mines

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

Spittin written and forbidden lines

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

Sick leverage, of freestyle rhyme lines