This is a song about "The number 20"

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

I'm in a ferrari, racin', chasin' the end of the line, placin' number one

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Labs creating a deadly disease the lucky number 3 freemason technicality

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

Number three, you never even flow with the beat

By #number #one on this #train #track, the most promising villain

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

Hence thugs have become the number one threat

That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet

The giant number who miss you

The boa know they loving the crew

We will never die, we are forever alive

Shit, i'm still number one on the podium for ill rhymes