This is a song about "I broke up with my ex girl here s her number sike that s the wron g number"

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Nobody never gave me shit, when i got my first chain

I am number won i'll bake you with my own son so die even your bitch won't cry

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

Ain’t nobody here leading, it’s way too easy to follow

I didn't get ya number, what was that again ya know

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

I ain't really into sports, that's just where i'm from

Through the years tryin to stack a little green

I got that number one lazer, last name beam.

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

That s protein rich/im a monster i conquer with a mic n a stick/real nice

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red