This is a song about "Six god"

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

And to those six people who've let me

Rappers in my trunk i packed in six

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

One through six that's all gears

I can taste the salt from my tears

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Got some sick trix to get a six,

Basketball is my favorite sport

Explains the lives of six lost

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

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

Real recognize real, you need some id to be noticed though

Then negative six hundred and sixty six below

Come wit me you'll smoke around

Now that's six cops found on that ground