This is a song about "Nine elevam"

Hold your applause until the ceremony end

We are ninety-nine against the one percent

Why can't we plain disqualify my percentages of forty nine,

Easy baby. you the bomb and all, but i be damned if i do not land mine

I’m sick and tired of criminals, i’m locking up a nine,

Cus i'm gonna love you girl until the end of time

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

Paid homage to the struggle that's before mine

Put my plight in the verse, i bring ‘em closer to mine

If a nigga come up on a nigga with the nine,

Rob you on the street with the nine

If they find that stash box just one time

High in the sky, i think i see cloud nine,

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

Pop pop bang bang that's a nine

Beef: i hammer mine