This is a song about "Third whelling"

Maybe the third trigger

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

Third eye blind, does anybody give a fuck

Third eye fly away on a broom

Just regret the fact that i left too soon

Eventually picked up my third eye and wrote a rhyme

Gucci rocking his gold rollie, i'm rocking mine

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

I'm on that first place status, never second or below third

Im in first place put you in third

Rappers please step forward

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

Time to show these free world leaders the 3 and a third

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Third shifter's arrive the sesh is on fire