This is a song about "Rule number 1 the testicles are off limits"

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

Theres nothing wrong with a hit from the blunt and plus its number 1 grade

Number four, the content in your rap's are just boring

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because

My bars are off the chain, they're a product of

Rap fool,follow the leader,let the master rule

By those that were slow as molasses, take this shit to school

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

He even made me feel like he the number 1 newbie