This is a song about "You are mine"

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Your lyrics suck, while mine are so addicting you'll need syringes.

Your raps stink. mine are totally better.

Good love then i can do that for her

Haha, i'm on the grind, niggas know the time

You ain't nicking nothin' cause everythin's mine

Rhymes are dime a dozen but i know you won't forget mine

Went and bought two sixty twos, at the same damn time

Must be out your rabbit mind, i'm thuggin', rappin', same damn time

Crack lookin' at me like "you sell me, won't you be mine",

Your bars are meaningless when they're compared to mine

Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time

Flexin' hard nigga all the time

I’ll ever let you control whats mine