This is a song about "1 inch"

To not have a fuckin three hundred and sixty inch dick

On that water like islands they ain’t swimmin’ you dig

Inspired from 1-1 am, 1-9-9-9, (c just slide by 'n' slice your lungs

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

1, 2, 3 people in 1, life for me, is it done?

9 months later, new car, can’t afford a son

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

1 & 1 doesn't equal crack rock in ya back pocket,

And i was getting whipped at home in sixth grade

Eight inch blades and the tick of a grenade

Nigga, you don't claim none, fan i am the teacher

Lookin like a walmart greater with a 3 inch peter.

This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit

1 shot, 1 shot, 1 shot - you have to take it