This is a song about "Line guy woes"

Let's find a spot for you to do me, in the darknow that it's passion, hold me tight

It should be a crime for me to draw the line, cause i'm going overtime guy, tonight/

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

Began slow now i can write rhymes line after line

I perfect every line

Uh, well, don't waste time

Even passing out that eminem guy

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

Almost at the finish line

Shit, see that thing there was mine

Trying to become i.t guy

In the lambo looking like a fly

Hopin hes the right guy

She tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

Going school try to be the nice guy.

Where did my time go? i let it fly