This is a song about "Down on the line"

You're still at the front of the line? dude, get on to the rear

Don't give a shit so my dick fuck bladders in your ear

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

I'm looking down on the atmosphere

I gotta tell you that my love is true

Preferably on the train crossing line, fuck you

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

Second line & (ayo son pull the shades down and lets count this money

What's you motivation, huh, what's your motivation

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

Your laying lives out on the line.

Westside, bitch i run mine

Through you under the avc line

Don't press ya luck when i'm pressed for time

Down on the page, laced with rage,

With foreign names, valet the range