This is a song about "Eight ball pool"

After this eighth be high like out of middle school

Deformed fool, taking a shit in a warm pool

Ill tie yo little ass to the pool table and shoot the cube ball to yo adams apple

That you looking like an angel-sent from the heavens, god bless your every angle

But the meg count's off half down to one twenty eight

Uh riding 'round, i got some towson bait

But i - somehow, some way

My path's in eight lanes, eight chains, great word play

I wouldn't listen to 'emyour power movement was cool

But if we are together again lets make a love pool

Fed ain't dumb but they sittin' in the cold dark

Figure eight clocks, see the hourglasses stopped

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

I'll be outta cum before im twenty eight

Lost my mother wen i was barley eight

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight