This is a song about "Shrek the third"

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

She's the third this week and i haven't stopped for gas

Now i can draw your face up pretty

Fuck it bouta hit em' with the third degree

How little hugs can turn to draws offered

I'm in high rhymes schools your're in third

Hands in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

Until the world opens and i don't mean third eye

Don't try to compare this to anything you ever heard

Now be ready cos you're the third it ain't absurd

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

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

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

Fuck talking, i'll stab you with this fucking rocket launcher

Play zeus, homeboy, get a replaced tooth

From a third world country to a star in the booth