This is a song about "Slope of the line"

Double-m g up, we up, y'all just relax

Hey just wait for me to slope 'n' miss out the chance

Oh you mad ‘cause i’m stylin’ from the city of power

They cut like wolverine on the line of albino gunpowder

But for me this song makes end of the line

You mean to tell me everything gon be fine

This is my passion, i'm out atlanta, smashing some action

On me rappers got nothing,back of the line is where there shoved in

The line of my gasoline, running clean up to the truck

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

Almost at the finish line

If this is the right time

I never wore a kufi, ignore my religion

I move the line of scrimmage with every line written,