This is a song about "Line"

I shoot from the 3 pointer line

Go inside the mind, you will find the mine

Shoutout yo baby momma, that bitch is sorta fine

Honey face it you've crossed the muthafuckin line

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

You exert your mind with every spurted line

See if i ever crossed over that line

So let's have a toast, everything fine

Flexin' hard nigga all the time

But have a meaning in each line

Or generate the next line,

But check out how i roll mine

Amounts to crap you had in every line

Ye' and killa cam', the world is mine

Through you under the avc line

Doctor said i was fine