This is a song about "Nine milimeter"

Go inside the mind, you will find the mine

One two three four five six seven eight nine

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine

Just the perfect time, just to master mine

Till the day that i grabbed that nine

You reflect in this heart of mine

We are ninety-nine against the one percent

I ain't trynna be politically correct

In my hand theres a nine

Okay i’m lying, but i’m trying

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

A couple pair of lips, i'm smoochin' on ya panty line

Gotta go, gotta goyeah baby, hahaha, it's check it out time

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

She said she want it now, well girl it's hammer time

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