This is a song about "Your mine"

It's ironic, your eyes need more improvement than mine

Kiss me on the cheek as she whispered, "this the last time

In that aston martin on these niggas, game time

I wine and dine with sparkling mine, disconnect your spine,

Punctured your lyrics with mine and left you a bruise

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth

Or you could come a little closer, put your hand in mine

Y'all can keep all the trophies get at kim and i'm fine

Then it's plain as day to say that your place and mine are basically night and day

The social workers here everydaynow brenda's gotta make her own way

Your flow is wack and mine is concrete,

Cause i got a big fetish with the feet

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Your raps stink. mine are totally better.

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Your bars may flow but mine destroy