This is a song about "3 teaspoons 1 tablespoon 16 tablespoons 1 cup 2 cups 1 pint 2 pints 1 quart 4 quarts 1 gallon 1 stick butter cup 8 fluid ounces 1 cup"

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Follow me 1 2 three let me be set me free for liberty

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

Hip hop don't need wizards its the 1-0-1% truth

1 2 3, y'all want to fuck with me

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

In 1 , 2 , 3 blaw i will get your ass fucked and you know how

Profile, damn i'm digging your style, we can start slow now

1, 2, 3 people in 1, life for me, is it done?

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

Babe you know it gets no better than this

1 for the money, 2 for the bitches

I couldn't let my adversaries worry meand every single day it's a test, wear a bulletproof vest

Fuck 1 2 3 syllables im resurrecting multis from cardiopulmonary arrest,

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that

1 & 1 doesn't equal crack rock in ya back pocket,