This is a song about "Line"

Jeff hamilton, genesis, leather time

Began slow now i can write rhymes line after line

Private plane, my seat recline

Let them sail to finish line,

Then, prepare to have the eargasm of a lifetime

Optimus prime the way i transfigured this line

Amounts to crap you had in every line

In a turtle neck, thermal jeans, spit purple wine

I'm just here to have a good time

Or generate the next line,

Your laying lives out on the line.

And just in time your head is mine

3 times, show me your peace sign

Almost at the finish line

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

See if i ever crossed over that line