This is a song about "Triple incycler"

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Vicious transmission for my vicious ambition

Like chris paul with clips of all your bitches getting triple holed.

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

Catchin' up with hood niggas, ballin', rhymin' triple beam,

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

That's double your skill and triple the syllables.

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

But most times darling the sequel sucks

The money trees, triple beam, the dreams of jugs,

My bars are a fluent fit / a confusing mix exiting my spewing lips

To destroy artist till you'll have to guess the numbers by triple digit estimates.

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

Reggie hammond, 48 hours to get the triple beam,

Triple six for the niggas that's hopping on dicks

Tell em they mind clippin i give em like 5 minutes