This is a song about "Second place"

What the fuck? gee willikers and no, i'm not drunk

Findin myself thinkin of you every second

The ink spilling at 2 words per second

But she was talking about my pendant

Everybody and their momma gon' chant this

No failed romances, no second glances,

Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun

Give you a second to run

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

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

Unify them, mob through, take over and

Funny 1st verse serious second,

Reckoned every second to find..

As: they will be so surprised

(8 second instrumental break)

Way too much right here is at stake