This is a song about "Line"

Shes just hopin for a quick line

So let's have a toast, everything fine

Till i shine at the finish line/

Go like i never seen a red light shine

You exert your mind with every spurted line

Haha, i'm on the grind, niggas know the time

But most of the time

You'd be walking a fine line

But have a meaning in each line

Ye' and killa cam', the world is mine

Didn't know i was somewhat out of line

If they find that stash box just one time

Can you faggots keep up line for line

It’s obvious that girl you’re fine

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

Honey face it you've crossed the muthafuckin line