This is a song about "Thirty eight"

And i can't even look the other way

My path's in eight lanes, eight chains, great word play

Been locked up eight years on the real

And i'mma be honest she's the fliest here

See we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

Figure eight clocks, see the hourglasses stopped

But the meg count's off half down to one twenty eight

The audience lovin’ him cuz most of them can relate

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

To put that into context autism usually gets you less than thirty,

Give me dome, then let me skate

I'm level two, you're level eight

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet

C-note after c-note, put the remix on my kilo

A thirty shot to me is like a ten finger akimbo