This is a song about "Being number two"

She going to borrow some money

For that j number three

Just to make it in this broadway lights

Number nine, your buddy carl's diggin my lines

It is super sized, number twenty six

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Top ranked, number one my son

Lets go, we're number one

My raincoat, and gold wrappers, amen

Go on killing spree number ten

Yo man bars part number three

I got bigger problems baby