This is a song about "Number 1"

Aye rich, another 5 on the g men

Go on killing spree number ten

Never give my heart to hoes that want my play shit

1 & 1 doesn't equal crack rock in ya back pocket,

Number 2 pencil or picasos brush

Four out of five try to fake and get serious

'cuz y'all don't understand i will not lose

Hip hop don't need wizards its the 1-0-1% truth

Headband endo, ya'll ain't ready

Yo man bars part number three

1 & 1 doesn't equal crack rock in ya back pocket,

Eighty percent of kids are listening to y'all shit

So i ended up all alone

Put my number in your phone