This is a song about "That s the wrong number"

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

The giant number who miss you

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

For that j number three

And its simple as that baby

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

Look, i lost my nigga over nothing though

Where was that? you say the 90's set you free, but when was your release?

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

Several's the number of cells that clever has slept in

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

I'm worried about the things that could go wrong.

Niggas talk a lot of shit, but that's after i'm gone

The youngest of my mother kids

Yeah.......we got that number six