This is a song about "Rule of ten"

He who has the gold, makes the rule,that's the golden rule

Cause everybody know all of my niggas with me skipped school

I grew up with nothin, it hurt me to see my mother poor

If you're gonna talk a load of shit then i only have one rule,

Knowing he could score a ten out of ten,

I don't care what it did to them

My shit is full of it spending money ten dollars a dime

Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time

Ten, ten, ten, twenties and the fifties bitch

Cuz i acknowledge i am far more knowledge

Promote sex to children under the age of ten,

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

Better hope you can handle the amount of beef in ten cattle

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle