This is a song about "Nine tailed fox"

In my hand theres a nine

Uh, well, don't waste time

Hard as rocks locked in a fox box

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Chasing money in the city of crime

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

So i grab my megan fox pussy simulator

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

So here i am at the store for some chips

Sees the sky in nine dimensions

A young fox on his grind so steady

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

My heat concealed and its that black nine

Welcome to organized crime

Foxy shifty ,wily, like a fox

What a feeling of overcoming the odds