This is a song about "Two six"

You won six times and twenty two times you've lost

Should come with me to get your salad tossed

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

One through six that's all gears

Or is there six different fathers,

Talking of the gods you serve

You’re not a size six

Got stretch marks like she got four kids

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Rappers in my trunk i packed in six

And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics

Fucked the hot ass cashier in isle motherfuckin six

Yeah.......we got that number six

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

"you only smoked one?" bitch i smoked six