This is a song about "Number one queen"

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

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

All trying to make it in the number one spot

Against the person who used to be number one!

For fear of what you show them, reality is golden

A real wonder woman

Lets go, we're number one

Just for fun; i'm number one, these other niggas' bubble guts

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs