This is a song about "Zip line"

Gucci rocking his gold rollie, i'm rocking mine

Busy of that shine, sniffin off that line

You're 'bout to fuckin' meet him, homie, shut up and zip it boys,

All you smokers reggie i'm in the telley making a bunch of noise

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

May have a lisp, may have a zip, but i can zigzag through verses/

Till i shine at the finish line/

Talk shit, take a stand in the same rhyme

Quick as a zip wire

I'm gettin discouraged with her

See if i ever crossed over that line

Go inside the mind, you will find the mine

I perfect every line

Flexin' hard nigga all the time

My hypothesis is drawn fine line

So let's have a toast, everything fine