This is a song about "Supa six"

I thought i recognized her

Yeah he's six feet under

I be giving work to the kids

Got some sick trix to get a six,

Or is there six different fathers,

Talking about the god you serve

Intendent attend them, cool cause

Six rebels lost in their thoughts

My bank of america account got six figures

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

And to those six people who've let me

Bitch, i might make you my baby

Got stretch marks like she got four kids

And started listening when i was six

Fucked the hot ass cashier in isle motherfuckin six

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks