This is a song about "Nine tailed fox"

Rob you on the street with the nine

Slow whine, my gyal, slow whine

I find dimes like nine - five

Never really been into the ice

At the same damn time

Pop pop bang bang that's a nine

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

One day i browsed on fire fox, for cheap ways to get higher pot

Sees the sky in nine dimensions

So here i am at the store for some chips

So i grab my megan fox pussy simulator

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Fuckin' up my gold pots

Hard as rocks locked in a fox box