This is a song about "Your lining"

Keep me a bitch with some sexy thighs

Fuck your prison, fuck your life

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

Freezing your nose, your eyes, your corneas,

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

I'll #divide the fine lining that exposes your whining

I've got nothin' to worry about

Toy graffers i'm lining out

That i'm grinding on some lining while everyone still singing

I chase cheese i get it, nothing but cream i'm getting

Then lost her faith again

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

Slip capsules in a glass, she dizzy rascal

Chasing after a dream lining up the tackle