This is a song about "Number 4"

Jim chose to give his work to smash in dough

Hard to throw 4 years out the window

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

But had to understand that was 4 fools

Playing with fire is a danger zone

Put my number in your phone

I'm after you bringing traffic through

The giant number who miss you

Shout 4:20, 4:20, like it's your obsession,

Catch you up on places i've been

Number one selfie taker

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Forgetting about the people 4 times harder,

Im number one your number two

Don't fuck around and make it true