This is a song about "Sixty nine"

Rape her and record it, then edit it with more shit

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

Huh, got to get better with time

Pop pop bang bang that's a nine

"aw, no ma’am" i’m an old land mine

High in the sky, i think i see cloud nine,

I'm not flying sky high, i'm only four foot nine

Went and bought two sixty twos, at the same damn time

Slow whine, my gyal, slow whine

I ain't got time for no cloud nine

In my hand theres a nine

At the same damn time

I'd explain and name like sixty fuckin rappers who're better

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Fucking two bad bitches, at the same damn time

You emcees you agree or i squeeze this nine