This is a song about "Standing in line"

It’s the feeling that keeps us standing in the hallways flowing and

I'm gettin help for this addiction, now golf ain't important

But have a meaning in each line

Lady g, willy b in time

Guess that means you can never be mine

No more waiting in a line

Paid homage to the struggle that's before mine

Shake that thing im in front of the line

So the ones eye has freak don't run

Standing in the kitchen

Like soap when i put my clothes on, i’m joking but i be foamed out

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

There's nothing he can do, he let it get away

Anyway i'm standing in the alleyway

If the bitch bad i could pass you a dime

Amounts to crap you had in every line