This is a song about "One on one"

They blowing up my phone

Choked the one on the throne

Puttin a bullet in mutherfuckers give me a reason

Feeding on you're brain driving insane till you get you're next one

I'm so fly no one to bite on but my self

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

On my one, no one else cause i'm just boring,

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Farenheit four fifty one i'm on fire

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

On one man, leave you in stitches,

I hope we both do learn from this

I got pissed one day and threw piss on a guard,

Real words...elegant: a piece of art

Will somebody please show me how

But i'm working on the next one now