This is a song about "Seven digits"

Nine eleven seven seven eleven people up in heaven waitin for me

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

I got the sickest flow, i got your moms seven digits for 1 dollar not a penny mo,

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

Still selling boy and girl, at the same damn time

Seven eight nine, eternity is mine

Bet yall never heard of the story of the lost verse bitch gave me dem digits

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

My side is all riders and your side dont buy tickets

Yeah i bagged her phone number, all 10 digits,

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

This obsession for rap started when i was seven

Rest in piece devan and to the other seven,

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

Like wolverine stepson attacking a deadly weapon

Nine eleven seven seven seven eleven in heaven