This is a song about "6 s3"

So i'm writing you this letter

October november

Deadly horrifying!!

I was born to do the damn thing

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Marijuana potent,

Magical sentences

The way she walks and causes a fuss

Get ready to fill up the db, deploy to s3

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Yo mama carries a 6 pack

My name trouble i'm a blessing to rap

One time give it up for him

Magnificent, even/

Kinetic poetic,

A cold beast, nigga i'm the shit