This is a song about "Three branches of the goverment"

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

Holy shit there three of you?! this shit hypnotic, only in the chronic.

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

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

Which created 3 branches of our government, executive, legislative,

Laser on the floor, every move is watch like the goverment got you by your

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

Ahead of the game fuckin yo mom with three chains on

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

See we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

Three large carts full of tards crammed into an amusement park,

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

We dig the plot and never bury pot

Three punches to the face, you fall to the floor

If we gonna last more, i gotta ask for more