This is a song about "Whats nine plus ten stupid"

People love hodgy i hate you though

Ten out of ten because so you know i glow

Dear me, in about ten years

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

My heat concealed and its that black nine

Heart of a lion, tell em get in line

Every night after ten

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

Randy, deezy, plus me.

I’m a hustla, baby

So now this work's been worthless

My first lyrics were a b plus,

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich

Ten, ten, ten, twenties and the fifties bitch

Fading plus about to rust

You couldn't live your life for the moment