This is a song about "Class seven"

Liberace, john gotti, at the same damn time

Seven eight nine, eternity is mine

Nine eleven seven seven eleven people up in heaven waitin for me

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

Seven fifty six k. and that's the down speed yo

A nigga ghost every time youngin on the flow

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

Lyrical giant, seven-footer, they call me shaq/

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

This resin takes seven seconds to cause aggression,

Nine eleven seven seven seven eleven in heaven

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

No one-half and i hate math

Fell asleep in first class

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

Numerology can tell that you're clearly a seven.