This is a song about "Dialing a wrong number"

It's a verbal heart attack, call 9 1 1 get dialing

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Two was a good number for you,

Cause when i make this stew

But i'm in the bible like moses, read the damn book

You've only got a set number of years 'till your childhood

Making it hard trying ta figure who's out ta trap me, pataki, got all

Looked at her number and gave her a call she picked up and i said hey its paul,

Like a backwards rollie i hoping i dont get this time wrong

So now i say goodbye to the old me, it's already gone

Watch a tick sit then slap that bitch wrong,

And before the sun came up, he was gone

Never gave me a chance to explain what i didnt do wrong

I ain't seen my lady in days, i been out on these streets so long

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

Like a a+ student trying to have the number 1 score on the test,