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

Moms really getting mad when i call you that

Because seven eight six and i'm sick of it

Shooting down moms and wives

There is a light that shines

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

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

My grade six teacher was queer and not cool,

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

Guy came back the next day with his nose broke and six stitches

Cut the commercial, he be texting all the side bitches

I'm a bad motherfucker

Now your done and six feet under

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

It's half past five and i'm the seven that six was afraid of

On my back boy, holla back boy

Henry ford, paul revere, i destroy