This is a song about "All on the line"

Or the doggone casanova double teamin maria sharapova with the don juan

All the while the thin line i was walking on would dip lower below the edge barely hanging on,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

All the pain all the struggle, on my brain on my muzzle

Through you under the avc line

Let me put my funk on this one time

Gimme mines, i really rhyme

I cant think of the next line...

Sign on the dotted line before i insert all the verbs,

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

I still keep it indie, y'all worried the dow slim

Cause i been in the field life on the line with him

Preferably on the train crossing line, fuck you

Or michael vick if ya'll bark nigga ya'll through

We're on the line, and you're mine, i'm yours, it'll be alright if you stay by my side

Now can i take it off yarub my tongue across yai do it so right