This is a song about "3 04 pm"

Uhh! yeah smokin yeah i should stop

In 3 days the 8th bomb i've dropped

It's like 6 pm and his bitch is calling

Fuck her good, make her call me in the morning

Black 3 cement, sag jean knees low

And she gives them a blow

Sleepless stupor, 3 am

I put that shit on my man

Stop blowing up my cellphone

World world war 3 bout to be known

'cause 3 individuals suddenly disappeared

A couple milli in the bag and my face good