This is a song about "Watch your six"

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

Now your done and six feet under

I'll bash your brains in and watch your skull shatter

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Watch your fear at night while i creep

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Better watch your back, mac

And daddy's in the cadillac

Watch you move your flamingos

Took me a while just to write those

So watch out cause on every bout you better watch your snout. i spit rhymes

Really probably waitin' on vh1 to do a lil show called rappers wives

Watch your body turn indian red,

Im trying to see her in bed

When i was little i used to get so hungry i would throw fits

Sit outside and watch the constellations/ and always raise your limitations/