This is a song about "Waiting in line"

But one things for sure, you're next in line!

Paid homage to the struggle that's before mine

Patient in the basement, waiting for your arrival.

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

The troops stationed in line, battle ready.

I'm took my number and i waited in line

Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time

And on skype bet you say "le where my flight at?", if i decline

In due time considered divine i designed this line

Amounts to crap you had in every line

Rock an ap and a rolly, at the same damn time

I took my number, i waited in line

You could love it or hate it but he was prime time

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine

I'm took my number and i waited in line