This is a song about "Glenn ten"

My systems's has gone down again. ever since two thousand and ten.

Or a uniformed man, i'm tryna uniform 10 million men

She goes to spit i tell her, fuckin swallow tough ten//

If your mind is on sex you must got esp then

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

Ten, ten, ten, twenties and the fifties bitch

They don't hear the bark

Two for ten, after dark

Go on killing spree number ten

Then to try to chase these men

I'm chaining daps while i'm gaining ten

Who's next to release? we guillotine them

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

Knowing he could score a ten out of ten,