This is a song about "The three caballeros"

Not a fake person, that's the sims man

Lay yo' ass down for the three second tan

The way we used to count up to three

Let me rideuntil i get free

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

You couldn't even name three kings at the top of ya brain,

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

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Three in the air for the people who struggle

With that block that you chop and the rocks as usual

As three years ago when i started chasing the flame,

Wake up, turn on your tv and see my ass again

So you can see why they mad, look at they status

The first three words she read were "i hate love"

And all women who had light features, see

Rub the lamp take three wishes bitch im the genie