This is a song about "Thug inch"

Eight inch blades and the tick of a grenade

Let em marinate, you forever late

Like im some sorta thug

Love will have you stuck

So im sharper than a six inch blade

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

Never was a thug just infatuated with guns

The capital punishment, the loud police sirens

Lady at the frank stand will

Twenty inch nail rifle

I've been confused, out of my mind lately

Stick nine inch nails through his eyelids since he thinks he's shady

Slice your scalp open with a five inch knife

Pussy and patron that's some great advice