This is a song about "Line"

Haha, i'm on the grind, niggas know the time

Optimus prime the way i transfigured this line

Still selling boy and girl, at the same damn time

Busy of that shine, sniffin off that line

Yeah, punch line after punch line, rhyme after rhyme/

In that aston martin on these niggas, game time

It was just fate cause it wasn't my time

Fuck them peace makers on a fuckin line

I'm running out of time

Your laying lives out on the line.

Can you faggots keep up line for line

But check out how i roll mine

Began slow now i can write rhymes line after line

All the young motherfuckers that was took in they prime

I perfect every line

She prefer the dutty wine