This is a song about "Nines"

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

This the revenge of the flicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines

Easy baby. you the bomb and all, but i be damned if i do not land mine

With rhymes flow like blastin nines that i kill emcess with just to past the time.

Stop pretending that yous packing nines

Cause then i’m throwing peace signs

Daylight saving times all the time on this block of mines

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines/

Choosing my rhymes layering my lines swearing at all times carrying nines/

Cuz id be lyin and yall be fine chase bread with my dog muthafucka felines

You see the furs and pendants, austin sigoto, drop though

That reminds the blind to dress to the nines head to toe