This is a song about "30 squared"

Im ridein around with that big 30, these fat bitch's they stay thirsty

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

But oh since i only got 30 lines i keep this short and simple

Sex is just a weapon, i can leave you wet from this pistol

I run 8 squared miles, exponent mekhi phifer

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Vimy ridge. uhh ohh. the germ's got 30 to 45,000 men. oh that's cute.

And if it's in your possession then follow the directions my dude

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics

Disgusted, not even in the top 30? bitch i'm almost top six/