This is a song about "My album being number 1 on the charts"

I remember carving each number of victims i killed on my arm

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won

And he's the only nigga in this particular grade

I'm not even getting paid, wait till' i'm number 1 next decade/

I want to be the number 1 rapper in quebec

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

Wonder what goes on in my head, number 10 shows the last rapper is dead

Everything i wanted never seem so close

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes,

Shit, i'm still number one on the podium for ill rhymes

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

1:25 and i'm rapping on my laptop/

So take the stage just show me what you got

Im on fire lyrical supplier, being the best is my only desire

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are