This is a song about "The three branches of goverment"

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

The way we used to count up to three

And my friend's aim at knees, sparking heaters

We three gonna be the next leaders

Now a nigga got baking to bake

In three states you're accused of rape

I've become immune to you no name haters

Three major players gettin papers by the layers

At the age of fuckin three

They say nothings ever free

Kick out the kids, all three, thankyou for the new life

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

Three in the air for the people who struggle

Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 and a possible

Goverment spying on me with drones

Cause you must have known, i can't trust the phones