This is a song about "Inches"

We're vicious but we can't seem to move a couple inches

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

We passed high school only by a couple inches

But killing the competition in that cosabella thong

"how the fuck we supposed to screw, you're only two inches long"

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Can't wait to smash your head with my 50 inches hammer

Liberace, john gotti, at the same damn time

I've got as many inches as he's got day's; nine

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

I aimed for the stars but i missed and went beyond them by a couple of inches/

I stay distant in an instant only intrest being lifted a couple inches

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush