This is a song about "9 inch nails"

To not have a fuckin three hundred and sixty inch dick

I am legend, a snicker dick in a vanilly chick

He makes sure to show them, inch by fucking inch

Double s shit, swastikas on the letterman, bitch

As i light one for ill will

Twenty inch nail rifle

Rails n nails in the air, slow mo, like snails & tim dale's speech impediment.

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

Then stick his clipped nails in the licorice and continue stabbin' him wit it,

I was depressed , not one inch of happiness left.

You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect

Stick nine inch nails through his eyelids since he thinks he's shady

And the discography, somethin' you got to see