This is a song about "Zip line"

Can you faggots keep up line for line

I’ll forever move any cat they admire mine

My hypothesis is drawn fine line

Lady g, willy b in time

Amounts to crap you had in every line

Chasing money in the city of crime

Tree pine, now, do the tree pine

Fuck them peace makers on a fuckin line

But until then i'll stay steady off the zip.

I put that nigga in his casket

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

Let them sail to finish line,

Let me put my funk on this one time

I perfect every line

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