This is a song about "Being number two"

Fuck, i was number three,

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Lets go, we're number one

So the ones eye has freak don't run

Wolf gang, triple six crew

Im number one your number two

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

Put my number in your phone

So let's have a toast, everything fine

If your number one then i'm number two since i'm

Number two, you're fake and rappers know that's true

Now jordan iii my shoe, double m g my crew

You're my reflection and all i see is you

Just clouded spittin through rappers two by two

Yeah.......we got that number six

It's moe, all i need is more chips