This is a song about "Being the number 1"

He even made me feel like he the number 1 newbie

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Call the crib, same number same hood

Aye, hold your head homie, look

1-800-codezbro, you can keep the change

Said her hearts, in a cage

Number one position, i wanna be the greatest.

Come here to picture how he bumping his fist

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes,

1:06 // verse 1: girl with the long hair, i wrote you a song prayer

Or try to fill the shoes of an invisible pair

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

Theres nothing wrong with a hit from the blunt and plus its number 1 grade