This is a song about "Holla my line"

I'm winning cause ricky made my mistakes known

The truth of my blood line is unknown

And i was about nine when i wrote my first line

I’ma show you why the ring finger need a peace sign

Notable, holla back at my initials

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup

The line of my gasoline, running clean up to the truck

I'm took my number and i waited in line

Still selling boy and girl, at the same damn time

I know you wanted a splash line so my splash line is this

Smell the folgers get the scrotum out your focus

Y'all can keep all the trophies get at kim and i'm fine

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

Holla; cheech chong & folarin, only get high when my lows come often.

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done