This is a song about "Standing in line"

Must be out your rabbit mind, i'm thuggin', rappin', same damn time

In due time considered divine i designed this line

She on molly, she with mary, at the same damn time

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

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

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

Guess im ahead of my time

But have a meaning in each line

It's things to know about when you got dough and clout

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

Step in the club and it's all eyes, champagne i sip mine

I know these youngins, they embody every verse in a line,

So the mind they mine don't coincide with mine

Heart of a lion, tell em get in line

Doesn't try and keep her crazy kids in fuckin line,

You cooking pork anyway, i ain't into to swine