This is a song about "Nine eleveb"

Give me a moment bet the time will be the best, best

We are ninety-nine against the one percent

Beetle the skin on my female that's word to cee-lo she fine

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

My world a little darker, like a fuckin' tan line

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

Seven eight nine, eternity is mine

So let's have a toast, everything fine

My heat concealed and its that black nine

Cappin' boy, cooking crack, at the same damn time

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

You mean to tell me everything gon be fine

Contributing the real shit

Got that nine yea im faded

Add an ak-47, a revolver and a nine

Of a nigga that don't give a fuck about time