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

My real fans gon’ ridegot my own shoe, clothing line

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine//

Guess that means you can never be mine

Rob you on the street with the nine

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

And throw up the diamond sign, boy you know i'mma shine

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

Now i'm the young one with the 9 ready to put in my time

The kid meets the death in no time........and u must know his age was less than nine

Beetle the skin on my female that's word to cee-lo she fine

We are ninety-nine against the one percent

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Sees the sky in nine dimensions