This is a song about "Your mine now"

It's me in the building, now you gotta get mine, i'm

Told em it's five quarters so i guess we going overtime

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine

See if your could last a day in these shoes of mine

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

On my twitter writing raps, at the same damn time

It's mine now and i'll never return it

Until she came trench coat and a thong and shit

But the same deposition take it every time

Your bars are meaningless when they're compared to mine

And just in time your head is mine

Running hip hop like 'pac in his prime

Now you spell iti say young money bitch forever

Your raps stink. mine are totally better.

Now i'm gunna take what is mine

In time we learned to live a life of crime