This is a song about "1 like"

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Back it up on me its easy like 1 to three

Got indelible colors, only look where they’re buzzing

It's a verbal heart attack, call 9 1 1 get dialing

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

Verse 1 verse 2 the history you have written now mine verse gonna burn you like a trillion kitten

If you see us on the floor, you'll be watchin' all night

1:03-1:34- young zeke pass me the mike, blow up the beat like schleich,

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

"hello this is 9-1-1 what's your emergency?"

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

It's dark n' im writin barkin like i'm fightin for mike vick as my #1 critic

#1 as a killer theirs mad craziness upstairs, its like i'm in a dream and when you

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true