This is a song about "The number twelve"

Rule number one eliminate the competition

I’m simply fuckin’ with bitches that know they whole position

Folarin, the muse of the hater

I dropped "break the bank", got twelve props days later,

He even made me feel like he the number 1 newbie

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

The giant number who miss you

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

Hence thugs have become the number one threat

Your heart was false just like the words you said

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

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

Ooh as the clock strikes twelve i'm sitting

P-i double l in the building