This is a song about "Your my number 1"

Or will they kill me while i'm sleepin, two to the head

I want to be the number 1 rapper in quebec

1 punch from me your not gna like

See i can put down the pipe

Number ten, i just went and fucked your ass up friend

Outta town rapper, bitches love to hear my accent

Like a a+ student trying to have the number 1 score on the test,

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes,

Inspired from 1-1 am, 1-9-9-9, (c just slide by 'n' slice your lungs

Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous

I swooped up the number 1 pick like i had the scoop from the

Yeahehehehe nigga, we be the ballin player-ass nigga

"hello this is 9-1-1 what's your emergency?"

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money