This is a song about "3 30 a"

This a little tune to keep you motivated and inspired

Time to show these free world leaders the 3 and a third

People wanna commonly call me a rappin prophecy/

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

I hear 3 more shouts, thinking this is a scheme,

Never felt sadness cause at 3 years old i devoured a planet

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that

Labs creating a deadly disease the lucky number 3 freemason technicality

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Wait, a level 3 has you salty?

I'm with three girls at once, call it a 3 course dinner/

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

Welcome to the dirty south,we don't have 40's it's a 30 ounce