This is a song about "Being number three"

All created by three great brains

And i ain't got what it takes

For that j number three

Cause some of you bitches funny

So much nut like i came for three

Hey, must be the money

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Rule number one eliminate the competition

Up at three, school at dawn,

Most times when a liquor all gone

Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy

Soon to be number three read my lyrics as i beat thee,

Number 2 pencil or picasos brush

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

Second peter one three

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free