This is a song about "About 3 times"

1, 2, 3, or 4 times wit a fine chick, show her ya magic trick *flick*

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

About times that we've had

Can't win with a passive attack

3 or 4 times a day, do codeine and are dope fiends,

Cause nobody else'll give a damnso we live like caged beasts

The fourth one, i like to kick around

Call me 3 days grace, im 3 doors down

Verse 3(i prefer this one):

Top ranked, number one my son

Do it to attack and rap about the bad times, sadness

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love