This is a song about "Eight tails"

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

Beef with me tails will break hips, trey flips adlibs of horrorcore, but more,

Yeah that's right it was a cat fight. two one eight

I let her decorate the real estate

Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state

They giggle as he finishes off his delicate meal made of eight.

I go to just take one and i end up like having eight

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

Left my uncle in prison for 15 years no one paid

You're level two i'm level eight we don't equate

I chose to make mistakes at the age of eight

A million home sellers couldn't find a realer state

City national bank evolve into shape

I'm level two, you're level eight

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

Knocked down seven times, and i get up eight