This is a song about "Line"

Simon says touch your's while you touch mine

You exert your mind with every spurted line

Fuck them peace makers on a fuckin line

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

I move the line of scrimmage with every line written,

I’m pitchin bitches thats dreamin’ thinking i'm trickin’ chicken

My hypothesis is drawn fine line

Probably wave goodbye at the same time

Busy of that shine, sniffin off that line

You better get yours fore i reach mine

Putting down in different projects at the same damn time

Began slow now i can write rhymes line after line

Fucking two bad bitches, at the same damn time

Honey face it you've crossed the muthafuckin line

Shes just hopin for a quick line

But check out how i roll mine