This is a song about "Tan lines"

Assuring lines were true

Love is gonna get you

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

Spittin written and forbidden lines

In the sun cause i don’t tan, i burn, blood clot

Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop

Not a fake person, that's the sims man

Lay yo' ass down for the three second tan

I'm travelling with fallacies like tan chicks rep the beach

And we gon' take it do max but i don't know screech

Distracted and switching up your lines

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

May as kill a few more punch lines.

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines