This is a song about "Line"

Private plane, my seat recline

Didn't know i was somewhat out of line

So the mind they mine don't coincide with mine

I took my number, i waited in line

Art design, archin' mine, fresno to clarke i'm fine

Began slow now i can write rhymes line after line

My hypothesis is drawn fine line

You shine like a mothafuckin dime

And just in time your head is mine

Let them sail to finish line,

If this is the right time

Till i shine at the finish line/

Someone who couldn’t meet the gpa average line,

All the young motherfuckers that was took in they prime

What yo name is girl let me tell you mine

Can you faggots keep up line for line