This is a song about "Six six six"

Fucked the hot ass cashier in isle motherfuckin six

So while you niggas copy cat the cats who made classics

Then negative six hundred and sixty six below

Money got me pulling strings, i got that geppetto dough

My rhymes got a mighty six pack

Mortal kombat, my shit is beyond rap

Now that's six cops found on that ground

After he just got out, 15 years to count

Tell me anything you want

Explains the lives of six lost

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

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

I let you know you dealing with dogs

Six rebels lost in their thoughts

Yeah he's six feet under

Well, that's what you are