This is a song about "Being number two"

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

Call the crib, same number same hood

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Rule number one eliminate the competition

I think i could save you

Im number one your number two

Amadou & mariam but still no chorus

Number 2 pencil or picasos brush

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

Raising two kids, her lifes being overthrown

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

Number nine, your buddy carl's diggin my lines

All the women say my name, at the same damn time

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