This is a song about "Wrong number"

Preserver and prove me wrong.

You just gotta be strong

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights

Number nine, your buddy carl's diggin my lines

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

Number 2 pencil or picasos brush

For that j number three

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

And i listen to common

Lets go, we're number one

She said she want it now, well girl it's hammer time

If your number one then i'm number two since i'm

Playing with fire is a danger zone

Put my number in your phone

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

Even tougher when puffing is wrong