This is a song about "Just a number"

But i can't cry, instead i'm just a shoulder

I’ll just give you my number think it over

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

I'm in a ferrari, racin', chasin' the end of the line, placin' number one

Skating, dating, even a bit mating twooneeights number one sit down your time is done,

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

Oh, i could be dead and buried, and i’d still be above your level/

Wanting to stab a couple bully's in thier eyes with a number 2 pencil,

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

Labs creating a deadly disease the lucky number 3 freemason technicality

Feds get involved, i’m slipping off into senegal

And u know my number just give it a call if u wana brawl

We on a mother-fuckin mission.. lafamillia ..we be number one vision

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one