This is a song about "Six flags"

Burning american flags, screamin fuck fags,

She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance

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

And shrimp might run and tell the pigs

The real muscle in the message of that

Extravagant false flags all fabricated

600 benz, house six hundred grand

Hip-hop's unbalances got out of hand

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

Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong

Still six figures i figure,

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

Six and a half million

On the bible you can run

Poke out from behind her

Yeah he's six feet under