This is a song about "Henry viii and his six wives"

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

But i'm still walking, and it's six in the morning

And first off, i ain't trying to be conscious

And maybe six feet under keep thinking u own us

This is for my niggas gettin' high on the regular

Just one hit from me, and youll be six foot under

Know you haters is pissed hold your bladder though

Words so effortless, call me henry david thoreau.

The only time i flirt with her

Now your done and six feet under

You won six times and twenty two times you've lost

Lookin’ at my rollie, ’bout thirty grand what that cost

I wanna kick his tush, but i was six and shook

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

And started listening when i was six