This is a song about "Standing in line"

I'mma be up with them owls, just to see you when you out

And just came to realize that she's standing in a crowd

I took my number, i waited in line

Private plane, my seat recline

Shake that thing im in front of the line

You reflect in this heart of mine

What yo name is girl let me tell you mine

I'm took my number and i waited in line

Just be careful when you're caught standing at the edge in distraught

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top

When standing next to macklemore's girls in a thrift shop

She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock

In the sand hes positioned, switching sitting from standing

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Amounts to crap you had in every line

So the mind they mine don't coincide with mine