This is a song about "The ten commandments"

But what can i do now it's ten in the morning,

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

Or a uniformed man, i'm tryna uniform 10 million men

I've been scribbling rhyming syllables since the age of ten

Blade in her hand and a note on the side as she count to ten,

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

Ten, ten, ten, twenties and the fifties bitch

Never agree with that message

On that water like islands they ain’t swimmin’ you dig

Inflict me and i'll return the favor ten times afflicted

Confidence to the max multiplied by ten, finally coming out of the den/

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men

Jesus, it's been ten month's since he died in the war

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Swimming in the women, hitting boppers with a ten-inch dick

But i'm giving it foundation when i write lyric