This is a song about "Line"

Your laying lives out on the line.

Tree pine, now, do the tree pine

Fight for what broad, these hoes ain't mine

I perfect every line

You exert your mind with every spurted line

Chasing money in the city of crime

18 months? please, that ain't facing time

I cant think of the next line...

Through you under the avc line

Start whine, my gyal, start whine

Detonating when i rhyme a rhyme

I took my number, i waited in line

Busy of that shine, sniffin off that line

"aw, no ma’am" i’m an old land mine

Huh, got to get better with time

Let them sail to finish line,