This is a song about "Number theory"

The giant number who miss you

The boa know they loving the crew

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

D.c. pg is with me see that bentley that ain't mine

If your man can't keep up wit you

Im number one your number two

I'm still heading toward my twang theory

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Hence thugs have become the number one threat

Your friends say, why we not together yet

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

On my way to the top with theory,

Kid, with my man theory holding me down, with our crown

Yes, it's the illest bitch around, flawless and brown

I would gasol you niggas, but i'm in no position

Rule number one eliminate the competition