This is a song about "Line"

My gold rollie tell time

Or generate the next line,

I'm running out of time

Shes just hopin for a quick line

My hypothesis is drawn fine line

I'm back chillin with a friend of mine

Busy of that shine, sniffin off that line

No timeouts homeboy, just one time

I cant think of the next line...

Baby you so fine

Your trying to rhyme from line to line,

Oh, i was raised by the stop sign

Private plane, my seat recline

Till i shine at the finish line/

No more waiting in a line

Would look at us all the time