This is a song about "Nine elven"

It's the way it's design, i've been funny since i was nine

Shoutout yo baby momma, that bitch is sorta fine

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine//

By the minute i was getting paid like a hot line

Looking at the sky, hoping a light would shine

I'm not flying sky high, i'm only four foot nine

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

Add an ak-47, a revolver and a nine

Rack, rack city shit

Got that nine yea im faded

In my hand theres a nine

You reflect in this heart of mine

Running hip hop like 'pac in his prime

Rob you on the street with the nine

When i saw that 28 to put me in and out of state

Which generates a nine point nine magnitude earthquake