This is a song about "Nine tailed fox"

Sees the sky in nine dimensions

She likes the way it hits her lips

Hard as rocks locked in a fox box

Heard the sound of several gun shots

My heat concealed and its that black nine

Slow whine, my gyal, slow whine

Hungry hunters gaming fox, bruce banner flavored pot

It's like i just hit the lottery, my god

Fox off a spliff, stop on a hit to often forget

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get

Instead i sat back took notes tried to be sneaky like a fox,

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Jeff hamilton, genesis, leather time

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

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

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