This is a song about "Numbers"

While she blame mesecrets in tha dark

9/03/13...... @ 8pm. those numbers branded in my heart,

Proportions of the profit, runnin' numbers in a circle,

I try to love 'em in the physical, not literal

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

Birds in the sky fluttered with their high numbers in search of food

Old rubber burners feed kids, have to run the numbers

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

In numbers as her body decomposed.

Quick flipping up sexy back

Numbers don't i see that?

One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers

The deadliest set of mcs wrecking necks and getting checks with several numbers"

I'm stuck inside a slump runnin' numbers like proportion boxes,

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