This is a song about "Xur agent of the nine"

High in the sky, i think i see cloud nine,

What yo name is girl let me tell you mine

And bet this, i'm a mothafucking monster

The nine gonna pop in silence with power

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine

Remember when i used to call you on your phone line

Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line

Time they bribe you with a text of nine lines of crime

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

Re-locate to a spaceship, orange the name of my agent

So the mind they mine don't coincide with mine

Come equipped, man we lock up lead in the nine,

Easy baby. you the bomb and all, but i be damned if i do not land mine

Why can't we plain disqualify my percentages of forty nine,

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights

This the revenge of the flicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines