This is a song about "Standing in line"

I’m on this one way headed where the slums play

Anyway i'm standing in the alleyway

Living in this bag of meat standing 6 foot tall

I'm so-cal, you so-called rappers need to go call

So if you open up your heart i’ll give you mine

But these rogue corrupt cops go and stop me in a line,

She watchin' that oxygen

Standing in the kitchen

Shake that thing im in front of the line

You shine like a mothafuckin dime

I'm took my number and i waited in line

If the bitch bad i could pass you a dime

25 with an ltime to prepare to do fed time

In due time considered divine i designed this line

Corduroys, cam will shine

Put 'em all in a line