This is a song about "Last line"

So the mind they mine don't coincide with mine

Till i shine at the finish line/

She showed me affection like a drug dealer using her pocket for my protection

That last line i did just caused depression it ain't the end for me and aggression

Ball out, ball hard, you can't cause it's rent time

Didn't know i was somewhat out of line

I hope to see your face again but til then here's the last line

Blowing bands in that strip club, count it up in your down time

Fuck them peace makers on a fuckin line

Save some, save none at the same time

Amounts to crap you had in every line

On the sofa, poppin' bottles, at the same damn time

Fight for what broad, these hoes ain't mine

Your trying to rhyme from line to line,

Gyal me know you's a freak from long time

No more waiting in a line