This is a song about "Six one five"

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Rappers in my trunk i packed in six

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

While scheming on hits

Every day from 9 to five

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

(six minutes, six minutes)

And the v12, that's on various trips

And now your best friend's having kids

And started listening when i was six

One through six that's all gears

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

Ill cut all five dicks of one direction, give'em an erection and hand'em to a random

Got some sick trix to get a six,

But i don’t mean top 40 hits