This is a song about "Number 3"

Number 2 pencil or picasos brush

But you been looking for love in all the wrong places

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Labs creating a deadly disease the lucky number 3 freemason technicality

Lets go, we're number one

So the ones eye has freak don't run

If your number one then i'm number two since i'm

Hardest spittin’ mothafucka this side of the line

Yeah, it's all natural baby

For that j number three

The giant number who miss you

My home girl told me i got an issue