This is a song about "3 2 1"

But little old me with the few facts that i speak

3 deaths..in 1 summer goin days without noooo sleep.......

Making passionate love 'til the daylightplus we about to get evicted, can't pay the rent

Fuck 1 2 3 syllables im resurrecting multis from cardiopulmonary arrest,

Embracin my dick whenever i use em, erasin my stress whenever i lose em.

Clock ticks from ten, more socks hung again till 3 2 1 thank god for another year alive, amen.

1 for the money, 2 for the bitches

I'mma stay a whilehold ya head chris

Kill you, shoot the funeral up and harlem shake at your wake

So that's 2 mistakes 1 big headache and 1 sorry mom cake to bake

1, 2, 3 people in 1, life for me, is it done?

Okay you dancing drinking on your last one