This is a song about "Holla my line"

My last line doesn't rhyme so it's a shitty paradox.

I'm an eskimo, nigga, i got cold bars

Bitches this is my mic, spittin every line tight

They say love is the slowest form of suicide

Playin with fire is a danger zone

The truth of my blood line is unknown

No timeouts homeboy, just one time

I'm took my number and i waited in line

I can feel your heart beating fast

When that kid said a line that touched my past

Here i go again, falling in love

If i holla them contras

I hold the pen and vent my thoughts, release, all i need's a line,

Motherfuckin' place at the same motherfuckin' time