This is a song about "Second place"

I’m pushing that way where you came out as a baby

Im speedy finish first you always second place to me

Now ma i have to get real for a second, tell how i feel for a second,

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

I'm on that first place status, never second or below third

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

In earth, as it is in heaven

Give you a second to run

I’m coming back like light-skin and

The ink spilling at 2 words per second

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

Funny 1st verse serious second,

No failed romances, no second glances,

So she went across the street, gave him a kiss

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

Findin myself thinkin of you every second