This is a song about "Nine cosmic universal keynote matrix"

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Got my clothes togeather had a meeting with universal

Some wonder if i rhyme or the matrix glitches,

Babe you know it gets no better than this

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

I look into an alley and see the matrix machine

I'd hate to see the seeds she created, and so we wait

Which generates a nine point nine magnitude earthquake

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

Popping some pills, like neo in the matrix

You shine like a mothafuckin dime

White boy, six foot, packin a nine

Young, handsome and focused

My matrix was just a check list

I got my own ride, i'm universal

Ok now everythings wonderful