This is a song about "You are mine"

Your raps stink. mine are totally better.

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

My rhyming skills are mine and ill, i'll leave you climbing hills,

Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line

Worried about losing you you ain't even mine

Heating up like may weather, dog i'm on that floyd shit

Your rhymes are nuclear but mine are demonic

Even if it was only once, you got to be mine

She on molly, she with mary, at the same damn time

I flash smiles at the mean looks

You are always mine, i aint never yours

You reflect in this heart of mine

Heart of a lion, tell em get in line