This is a song about "Next in line"

Ball out, ball hard, you can't cause it's rent time

But have a meaning in each line

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

Jump in line and fight, n.y. to alabama,

Maybe my next line could be fuck the bloody po po

And true i’ve seen better times cause i’m getting dough

Then, prepare to have the eargasm of a lifetime

I'm took my number and i waited in line

Grab a few kids put they asses up in line

I shine, you shine, so we shine

3 times, show me your peace sign

Put 'em all in a line

Couldn't draw the line, guess what happens next

Cutting me this worthless check

Said i'll return but i gotta fight the fate's arrived

Next line underneath will explain why my lyrics are wild