This is a song about "8 inches"

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Completed assassination.

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

(8 second instrumental break)

Inequality promises

Here i go again, falling in love

Can't wait to smash your head with my 50 inches hammer

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

"how the fuck we supposed to screw, you're only two inches long"

Where your girl at now?3 pills down that's on meand it wouldn't be a song

Hater please, you 8 degrees

But in the meantime it's lights please

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Incinerating melody

And my d is 12 inches and it goes really deep

Been out here hustling on these streets, ain't had a chance to speak