This is a song about "Gen three"

Yo man bars part number three

You see now that nigga lonely

To take my mind twist it and spins it in three

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

I'd done stacked many

Second peter one three

She going to borrow some money

The way we used to count up to three

And you know its just us three

While i'm making history

Three lunch boxes a week,

Sometimes i think, what i need

That's why i'm makin' money

Fuck, i was number three,

Bitch, they call it motor city

I'm a jedi so i see three