This is a song about "One two three and to the four"

But am i less holy

Or two. or maybe three?

The hardest four bars, and i aint even count to three

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Now we was once two niggas of the same kind

Three strikes, two tokes, one time for your mind

Racing down rainbow road, on my way to the final four

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door

One hundred and eighty three life sentences ill be back once off

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

Normally i order three or four of these

One two three everybody wana be

We might be back in this baby

You never gonna forgive me, but your so damn pretty

Glory but you dint know my back story. then i go one two three