This is a song about "Spec ops the line"

Lady g, willy b in time

Or generate the next line,

Honey face it you've crossed the muthafuckin line

Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time

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

Someone who couldn’t meet the gpa average line,

I cant think of the next line...

Okay i’m lying, but i’m trying

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

Girl no matter what you do you ain gonna cross the line,

But takin a whole verse is crossing the line

I spit murder, every bar is a crime

I remember waiting for you eventually i cut the line

I'll be the underline i'm-trynna get beside you like the number 9, dime