This is a song about "21 9 10"

Damn these hoes are thirsty for a sturdy,

I just want somebody i can see

Now i'm 21 and being schemey like charles lee

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

21 wins and 1 legend

Im happier when high and drunk

Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back

This beat is a disaster, 9/11 this track

What yo name is girl let me tell you mine

Busy of that shine, sniffin off that line

But we be having that jersey

Some synth weed now my vision is blurry

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

So i pull out my 9 milimeter and put a 2 liter right between his eyes,

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

21 years of this life and he's still takin shit