This is a song about "Line"

Guess that means you can never be mine

Almost at the finish line

Okay i’m lying, but i’m trying

Let them sail to finish line,

Letting off two different choppers at the same damn time

You exert your mind with every spurted line

Your trying to rhyme from line to line,

Getting head counting bread, at the same down time

Shes just hopin for a quick line

Guess im ahead of my time

I took my number, i waited in line

I'm just here to have a good time

Went and bought two sixty twos, at the same damn time

Busy of that shine, sniffin off that line

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine

Began slow now i can write rhymes line after line