This is a song about "Raising myself at age 3"

But i cant judge her cuz i began smokin weed at a young age

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

Cause all i want is you, baby

At the age of fuckin three

A man drove through the streets 3 oclock at night

We tie dynamite to the rhino type

That's why at a young age i drink,

If you feel it, it must be real just

Like my flow ain't cold like a new york winter

Lookin at myself i stand in the mirror/

I go through that every morning when i look at myself,

They heard i'm bout to blow, so all my enemies say let's be friends