This is a song about "Line"

Shes just hopin for a quick line

Guess that means you can never be mine

I ain't sayin' namesthey say the tape was really mine

Began slow now i can write rhymes line after line

Almost at the finish line

I'm back chillin with a friend of mine

Didn't know i was somewhat out of line

Still selling boy and girl, at the same damn time

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

Busy of that shine, sniffin off that line

Flexin' hard nigga all the time

Till i shine at the finish line/

Someone who couldn’t meet the gpa average line,

Cause hype gets you rick mirer'd every single time

Beat it up and leave faster than the rocket engine

I move the line of scrimmage with every line written,