This is a song about "Lining"

I've got nothin' to worry about

Toy graffers i'm lining out

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Chasing after a dream lining up the tackle

I said patience persistence got the world listening

That i'm grinding on some lining while everyone still singing

And everybody grieves, but still nobody seesrecollect your thoughts don't get caught up in the mix

Bitches lining up lines snortin like its a banquet, so high bitches leaving me babies in baskets,

You wanna see my math notebook, you see lining bar plans

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

But i'm a lazy boy but there's change in my lining

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing