This is a song about "Three point"

So much nut like i came for three

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

Lovin how i got you niggas crazy

The way we used to count up to three

And i open up the door you bring her cranky ass with you

This is my point of view, a serial killers point of view.

Worth a couple bills

On point, i hone my skills

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint

I rap in this joint, but nothing will ever point

Oops, i'm so sorry

Yo man bars part number three