This is a song about "Zip line"

Almost at the finish line

You shine like a mothafuckin dime

Can you faggots keep up line for line

Guess that means you can never be mine

And just in time your head is mine

But have a meaning in each line

Till i shine at the finish line/

Pad on the heel that's a passion of mine

I’ll forever move any cat they admire mine

I took my number, i waited in line

There you lyin’ a rhyme

You'd be walking a fine line

Put 'em all in a line

If this is the right time

Would look at us all the time

Or generate the next line,