This is a song about "Ten toes down challenge"

A military mind mean money

Mother fucker, you dare challenge me?

Go on killing spree number ten

Time after time, again and again

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

Disconnect, reconnect, and stay on your toes

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Slap it on a butty, ten foot thick, then wash it all down with a cup of sick

Now shut the fuck up and kiss my toes

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

Life mapped out time to buckle in and count down from ten

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

Ten, ten, ten, twenties and the fifties bitch

Uhh, so why ain't i go to college

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those

You to lick between my toes