This is a song about "Nine millimeter"

Why can't we plain disqualify my percentages of forty nine,

Must be out your rabbit mind, i'm thuggin', rappin', same damn time

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

Sees the sky in nine dimensions

Nine eleven seven seven eleven people in heaven

I'm catching myself depositing these feelings she withdraw from

My real fans gon’ ridegot my own shoe, clothing line

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine

I gots cravin for a number nine

No timeouts homeboy, just one time

It takes back to the year of two thousand and nine

Wolf gang pete and gon' live, running outta time

High in the sky, i think i see cloud nine,

Pad on the heel that's a passion of mine

Guess that means you can never be mine

Rob you on the street with the nine