This is a song about "Line"

You cooking pork anyway, i ain't into to swine

You exert your mind with every spurted line

Your trying to rhyme from line to line,

Pad on the heel that's a passion of mine

Optimus prime the way i transfigured this line

Cappin' boy, cooking crack, at the same damn time

If this is the right time

Your laying lives out on the line.

Fuck them peace makers on a fuckin line

Selling cane, getting brain, at the same damn time

Shes just hopin for a quick line

Doctor said i was fine

Or generate the next line,

Slow whine, my gyal, slow whine

Paid homage to the struggle that's before mine

Began slow now i can write rhymes line after line