This is a song about "I was running thru the six with my woes"

Please correct me, stretch marks

With blood running fast down my arms

If you feel it, it must be real just

I wonder when they'll see thru the fake mist

When i was a child out of all my peers i was the one with no advantage

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

Many nights i fed my guilt thru a needle...im just too real look at the game i

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

They shoot you over that paper, its just survivalist human nature

Lay back and watch my minions rip thru your soul with the force of an alligator

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

I'm the seven six was afraid of, gone nuts, gotta little buzz,

Fucking two bad bitches, at the same damn time

I got her head on my cock, doing the six nine

And started listening when i was six

Always keep a rubber, word to telly in kids