This is a song about "Short line"

It was short and simple,

I don't need no single

Wolf gang make a white pregnant bitch wan' abort

The afrocentric rappers who knew life is too short,

I keep my money neat

Ill keep it short and sweet

Would look at us all the time

Put 'em all in a line

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

But not the rest, remember that rap was too short,

Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short

I can change the whole game if a nigga bored

No more waiting in a line

Talk shit, take a stand in the same rhyme