This is a song about "Line up"

Forgive me lord, it feels like i commit a sin a day

Wake up and sniff a line of kat i've had my special k,

I'll take you out shorty but let me know its mine

But can't come up with a good line of rhyme.

I'mma go to war with the devil 'til we're even

Line up in an orderly fashion to get your brains smashed in

I got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at thug's mansion

Line up in an orderly fashion to get your brains smashed in

Down in hell he is hiding, i'm trying to line him up

-ttention. you don't gotta listen just give a fuck

Almost at the finish line

Until the end of time

The fluid on my eye falling while i do the rhyme

Growing up was over the fence, nigga i hopped the line

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

My hypothesis is drawn fine line