This is a song about "Number 3"

Number 2 pencil or picasos brush

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

Fuck, i was number three,

Rule number one eliminate the competition

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Verse 3(i prefer this one):

I'm a son of gun

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Yo man bars part number three