This is a song about "Round number two"

Funeral, check my phone, reacting like its new to you

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

Come wit me you'll smoke around

That fat ass looks juicy and round

I've been a pro, but now i'm profound

Its funny how it swaps round

They just go around

Keep the party turned round

I wish we could meet in the ring, go round to round

Smoking loud, blowing down when the law ain't around

Going to club drinking round and round.

Everytime you come around

Remember when i used to call you on your phone line

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

Big and full of frights, in carts going round and round

But i apologize for not walking you around