This is a song about "Spitting lines"

Sick leverage, of freestyle rhyme lines

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

Spitting 'n spitting close to a tsunami

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Declared a beef war, got everybody spitting

Had i not been exposed to these things

Spitting verses like im spitting curses

Intelligence in him you would swear einstein spitting

I cannot believe you think you young and tripping

And while, you're spitting these wack lines

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

I read it, the fine lines

Wale they call me tiger stripes

Sethered your spine, your movement lines

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines