This is a song about "The three caballeros"

You never gonna forgive me, but your so damn pretty

I'll murk em like dirk nowitzki pullin the trigga from three

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

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

A couple posites i got,even penny'll stop

Kill streak one hundred and eighty three in the caption spot

Three men raped mom, beat dad, the kid saw it was bad

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

Three major players gettin papers by the layers

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

Put three g's on the three j's signed to the roc/

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

At the age of fuckin three

And losin all his money

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

I wanna get back in the ninety-three and see