This is a song about "Eighty three"

I’m tryna be low key

For that j number three

His crown counts eighty leaves, the ceremony is complete/

Man fuck it i got a dream worth more than my sleep

This lady's pushing eighty, you're driving like a beginner

I'll be nothin' but a replica lookin' in the mirror

Gotta give her da good i'm liking da wood and now it's over lady

Thoughts of having babies and living together till we're eighty

Do you think i'm crazy

Or two. or maybe three?

Kill streak one hundred and eighty three in the caption spot

And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot

Took my heart away from money

Second peter one three