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

And to those six people who've let me

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Yeah i ain't done

Six and a half million

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

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

Future wives and future husbands, yes we were young and

I had beautiful words but girls never listened

My whip is new but i'm playin' old school

My grade six teacher was queer and not cool,

Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot

Because seven eight six and i'm sick of it

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

He always was troubled since six and a half,