This is a song about "I never let you go your are my number one"

Glory but you dint know my back story. then i go one two three

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

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

You see the furs and pendants, austin sigoto, drop though

You aint going anywhere i aint gunna let go,

A lion in form, matt leinart when firing the ball

To never let go i wont forget when you all

I can you straighten you out when we twisted

I got your number like caller id

Never interrupt , i let my haters talk,

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Me that i need and breath, if i let you go i'd be on my knees not knowing

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

Icouldnt let my dad go , so love for me was never exposed/