This is a song about "Drain threes"

Threes two different colors

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Drain a trey walk off the court, mark cuban better pay me

Spray arrangements made to slay and drain their brains 'til they insane

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

Hit the ground so hard you start seeing in threes

Like being garbage some type of disease

The ball in my fingers. i be shooting threes outside all day with my hittas and i

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

I wish i could be like em, drain away my sin

The deadly places slingin drugs, in thug's mansion

To realize that some would much rather drain the light from your son

People be tellin' me i need me an african woman

Ever present dilemmas send the present into the drain

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again