This is a song about "Six shots"

That's what rains for

Yeah he's six feet under

Still six figures i figure,

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

And i am one of one

Six and a half million

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

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

Cause you must have known, i can't trust the phones

Taking shots that rattle my bones,

I'll arrive in disguise and misfire shots

Couple of wet whips that i ride like yachts

You pull up in parking lots

Biggie got shot too with four shots

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

"you only smoked one?" bitch i smoked six