This is a song about "3 some"

On the top, was my pops, my momma screamin stop

In 3 days the 8th bomb i've dropped

This should be illegal man

Sleepless stupor, 3 am

Only need to look at me 3 seconds

Together all the timethought it was true love

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

I'm at the uw library from 3 to 3, find me in dc,

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

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