This is a song about "My nine fo"

I’ll forever move any cat they admire mine

But count my clouds, couple spots from number nine,

But now i took my nine,and now's my time

You reflect in this heart of mine

I'll take you out shorty but let me know its mine

Your mother and my nine, got the bitch praying for her time

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

I lose my mind pull out my nine and i start capping

Packing that fo-fo, keep a snub nose by the shelf

I got 20 thousand views of french itself

Ninety-nine percent of my life i was lied to

And i open up the door you bring her cranky ass with you