This is a song about "Eighty three"

Dc, man over money

At the age of fuckin three

Hey, must be the money

Second peter one three

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Wasn't till seventeen eighty

She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause

One hundred and eighty three life sentences ill be back once off

Up at three, school at dawn,

Most times when a liquor all gone

Kill streak one hundred and eighty three in the caption spot

With their own versions and different shitthe same night i prayed to god

Shit, we don't believe none of them

Seventeen eighty seven