This is a song about "Six figh a"

We vegetables, on them record labels

This stuff's like a fixed up pick-up you got for six bucks

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top

Pulls out a revolver/six shots/ cops called/ to put the screaming to a stop/

They all see my life from a childish position

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

So im sharper than a six inch blade

They say them colors must be fake

See i know when the harsh reality take it's toll

Dig a six foot hole for a bitch ass troll

You can hear it in my lyrics

Got some sick trix to get a six,

But when i fuckin' go, lucifer will probably have my soul

Six feet under you's won't be making a sound, now i've taken control