This is a song about "Fuckin numbers"

Want the title but im always fighting under card

9/03/13...... @ 8pm. those numbers branded in my heart,

Wonder if they take it all back

Numbers don't i see that?

I roll my dice because i'm all about the numbers and the fame/

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

Forgetting numbers on my checks but the bank just lets me

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

It's not rape if she liked it / she got excited when i slapped her nice tits

To destroy artist till you'll have to guess the numbers by triple digit estimates.

In numbers as her body decomposed.

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

People wonder at the numbers of hordes

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

People wonder at the numbers of hordes

Chomping at your oxygen chords