This is a song about "Zip line"

And just in time your head is mine

Fuck them peace makers on a fuckin line

I took my number, i waited in line

You mean to tell me everything gon be fine

Your laying lives out on the line.

If they find that stash box just one time

"aw, no ma’am" i’m an old land mine

Or generate the next line,

Let them sail to finish line,

She prefer the dutty wine

Put 'em all in a line

Baby you so fine

Oh, i was raised by the stop sign

Didn't know i was somewhat out of line

Don't press ya luck when i'm pressed for time

Almost at the finish line