This is a song about "Six one five"

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

Then one day we went to six flags with her brother and i drove.

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

Don’t gotta shop, i ain't paying for shit

And started listening when i was six

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

It's moe, all i need is more chips

One through six that's all gears

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

Got some sick trix to get a six,

If the bitch bad i could pass you a dime

One two three four five six seven eight nine

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

You’re not a size six

Girl back up and give a high five

Matter fact i dreamed that i lived twice