This is a song about "Nine four"

I find dimes like nine - five

Because i see right through your disguise

One two three four five six seven eight nine

Heart of a lion, tell em get in line

So when i kick in the door, not waving the four four

Lot of tough talk personas, they ain’t really built for war

I shine, you shine, so we shine

Rob you on the street with the nine

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

I'm working on four dimensions

Four more tarts playing harps

Please correct me, stretch marks

In time we learned to live a life of crime

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