This is a song about "Your number"

You didn't see me here if someone ask you

Im number one your number two

Got stretch marks like she got four kids

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

The giant number who miss you

I'll tell you baby that we're through

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

Number 2 pencil or picasos brush

So the next time you feel like your world's about to end

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

You know that love is a very serious thing

Since your sister got my number my phone can't stop ringing

Im number one yall steady think this is your race,

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space