This is a song about "9 10"

I knocked you out like anesthesia

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Livin on a yacht yeah maritime

Don't press ya luck when i'm pressed for time

Damn these hoes are thirsty for a sturdy,

And all women who had light features, see

Track 10.) strange fruition (strange fruition)

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

With a 9 in the belt

Stop it if you scared

Lombardi time; dizee off that grime

You shine like a mothafuckin dime

Damn, i'm just waiting for my life to begin

Through grades 9 and 10 ive spent time with him