This is a song about "People who cut in line"

I’m only dealin' with you, nothin' to do with your man

There are people in the worst, those who don't give a damn

Oh, i was raised by the stop sign

But have a meaning in each line

There’s people in the atlanta suburbs who are dirt poor,

I ain’t e’en tryin’, fool, ho, i ball like private school

South beach fountain blue

Who takes out people like you

Someone who couldn’t meet the gpa average line,

Looking at the sky, hoping a light would shine

One in the air for the people who fight

And i'm indecisive when the things are light

This music’s for people who just feel always stuck in a slump,

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Lady g, willy b in time

Put 'em all in a line