This is a song about "Six different cheeses"

Top of the dome wit it, or wroten lyrics

Rappers in my trunk i packed in six

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

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

If its a different state or different city?

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Got a nigga seein things

One through six that's all gears

600 benz, house six hundred grand

Sweatin' me like headband

Yeah.......we got that number six

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Got some sick trix to get a six,

So here i am at the store for some chips

And started listening when i was six

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits