This is a song about "Your mine forever"

Trade in my white tee for a tie and a sweater

Your raps stink. mine are totally better.

You got your own life,don't worry bout mine,it's about time

Art design, archin' mine, fresno to clarke i'm fine

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

Fucking two bad bitches, at the same damn time

Except i don't crash into mine, your just another angry nerd/

After i dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard

Your bars may flow but mine destroy

Columbus, holla at ya boy

Shoutout yo baby momma, that bitch is sorta fine

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

I'm not in your business, your in mine see

And now that i’m getting money

Your flow is wack and mine is concrete,

I pray the lord my guns to keep