This is a song about "Holla my line"

The truth of my blood line is unknown

Girlfriends, groupies, then i'm all alone

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

You found a prince without losing slippers or kissing frogs

My money like a senior, watch it graduate

I put my heart on the line and you took the bait

You mean to tell me everything gon be fine

Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line

Heard you had a bad day, well lets make it a good night

Bitches this is my mic, spittin every line tight

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

I see the line to my serenity infinity

The locomotive is off his tracks so holla back if my raps

Mic defibrillator give you haters heart attacks in advance

Still selling boy and girl, at the same damn time

I'm took my number and i waited in line