This is a song about "Six feet under"

You’re not a size six

The youngest of my mother kids

And maybe six feet under keep thinking u own us

Stacey dash type, i'm cheatin' and they clueless

Let it rain let it thunder put a slob 6 feet under

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Yeah he's six feet under

Just so happens mine they prefer

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

I stand six feet tall when i'm sideways walking on walls

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

Watch the ground floor come down under my feet

Put you six feet deeper like iv'e always seen

Just before they seen my money in the green

Then negative six hundred and sixty six below

Hustle from regis and kelly into the late show