This is a song about "Six"

Four five six, and now it clicks

All green nigga pick six

I put that nigga in his casket

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip.

And i can't help but stare, cause

Six rebels lost in their thoughts

My name trouble i'm a blessing to rap

My rhymes got a mighty six pack

And while i’m in your mother

Yeah he's six feet under

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

(six minutes, six minutes, slim shady, you're on)

Then negative six hundred and sixty six below

Wanted to jump the gun but ain't know it was loaded though

"you only smoked one?" bitch i smoked six

Shout out bobby on hundreds