This is a song about "Nine elven"

You reflect in this heart of mine

In my hand theres a nine

I ain't sayin' namesthey say the tape was really mine

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine

You cooking pork anyway, i ain't into to swine

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

Slow whine, my gyal, slow whine

Pop pop bang bang that's a nine

Rock an ap and a rolly, at the same damn time

You emcees you agree or i squeeze this nine

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Sees the sky in nine dimensions

I find dimes like nine - five

Bars change a nigga life

We are ninety-nine against the one percent

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent