This is a song about "Number two"

Fuck, i was number three,

Bitch, they call it motor city

Hence thugs have become the number one threat

That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet

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

Liberace, john gotti, at the same damn time

Number two, you're fake and rappers know that's true

She fly high, high in the sky, ho i can't see you

It was just another party

For that j number three

Cdg shit match my kicks

Yeah.......we got that number six

Yo man bars part number three

High heel wearer, hell of a body