This is a song about "3 inches"

M.o.b.! nigga we ridei hit the charts like a stick-up kid

'cause 3 individuals suddenly disappeared

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

3:47 // verse 3: can't sleep like an insomniac

Call me 3 days grace, im 3 doors down

Smile on my face, tears of a sad clown

Hoppin' out a van

Sleepless stupor, 3 am

I've got as many inches as he's got day's; nine

She on molly, she with mary, at the same damn time