This is a song about "Line"

Didn't know i was somewhat out of line

Getting head counting bread, at the same down time

Private plane, my seat recline

Your laying lives out on the line.

You exert your mind with every spurted line

Pad on the heel that's a passion of mine

Almost at the finish line

Corduroys, cam will shine

Tree pine, now, do the tree pine

Fuck them peace makers on a fuckin line

I perfect every line

But check out how i roll mine

Someone who couldn’t meet the gpa average line,

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine

I like it cause she a ten, but she say i'm the one

I move the line of scrimmage with every line written,