This is a song about "Richard the third"

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

Fuck it bouta hit em' with the third degree

Because it's the third world, those dictators are basket cases,

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Third eye blind with the vertex

I'm on deck i'm up next

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

My intellectual properties is bigger than a third of the ocean

In lost for words, the third time i rhymed i was so much taller

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Took the van, went snatch her

Maybe the third trigger

You relapsed again this week this is the third time,

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine

Third shifter's arrive the sesh is on fire

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her