This is a song about "Nine inch nails"

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Stick nine inch nails through his eyelids since he thinks he's shady

I pack a nine-inch winky, they attract totty

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

From golden rings to them 17 inch rims

I gots cravin for a number nine

Shit, see that thing there was mine

Till the day that i grabbed that nine

If this is the right time

I ain't got time for no cloud nine

Huh, got to get better with time

Under 25, living the fuckin life

Slice your scalp open with a five inch knife

You reflect in this heart of mine

Rob you on the street with the nine