This is a song about "Ten waitresses"

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

I'm with randy, great, 420, don, emmz, yeah i'm top ten,

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them

She goes to spit i tell her, fuckin swallow tough ten//

Two for ten, after dark

Blasting out some backyard

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

Hoping to get her ten digits!

Knowing he could score a ten out of ten,

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

Ten years in an aluminum box

Heard the sound of several gun shots