This is a song about "V ten"

Make a freak whore, detour

You're about ten, i'm sure,

Knowing he could score a ten out of ten,

Shit, we don't believe none of them

Trying to give them light and a message

Ten ten ten twenties on ya titties bitch

See 'n agree me on b. b. c or m. t. v.

Why don't you just get a little taste baby

Ten years in an aluminum box

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

Top ten charts, where i reside

Two times, cause a youngin ain't died

Every night after ten

Bet i get like 8 of them

She need now, she ain't never needed love

Uhh, its the ten hack commandments