This is a song about "Being number 1"

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

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Its somethin they never get, but fuck it i represent

Like a a+ student trying to have the number 1 score on the test,

You're in the presence of a player, i'd rather be ya nigga

I swooped up the number 1 pick like i had the scoop from the

I'm tryna learn somethin new

The giant number who miss you

Go on killing spree number ten

Time after time, again and again

Smile on my face got me feeling like the shit

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

This that new, from the city, you ain’t heard yet

I want to be the number 1 rapper in quebec