This is a song about "Rank 1"

You haters put up your guards

(verse 1 starts when bass starts)

Hip hop don't need wizards its the 1-0-1% truth

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

Inspired from 1-1 am, 1-9-9-9, (c just slide by 'n' slice your lungs

And if she have it, she gon' change her blackberry status

I'm the burger king, i gotta have it my way

Now his rank stripped and his life taken away,

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that

1 shot, 1 shot, 1 shot - you have to take it

America will find a way to eliminate the problem

But in no specific order, man, here is how i rank 'em,