This is a song about "Three a"

N-i-c in rikers island, downstateall the peoples i met along the way

The car bumper took a somersault into a tree three miles away

I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team

Three years i've learned nothing so that knowledge is a dream

Matter fact i dreamed that i lived twice

Want a crib / three times the size where i live

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

In one two three a mother fucker that’s all he is gonna be

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

Say it three times so you can call it a trilogy,

Three weeks no peep or a even a sound

It is breaking me down, no more friend around

And yea i like to fuck i got a fucking problem (repeat three times)

I'm not saying to go out and do some stupid shit, commit crimes

You'd have three chins n' a more than a portly waist

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised