This is a song about "Line"

Your laying lives out on the line.

Westside, bitch i run mine

But that was only one time

Shes just hopin for a quick line

I perfect every line

Break it down one time

Began slow now i can write rhymes line after line

I drew designs for consumer's minds so in time

I move the line of scrimmage with every line written,

You know i love my team, but they couldn't see my vision

You exert your mind with every spurted line

Paid homage to the struggle that's before mine

No more waiting in a line

There you lyin’ a rhyme

Honey face it you've crossed the muthafuckin line

She said she want it now, well girl it's hammer time