This is a song about "Three sixty"

That's an ambien each nap, how many valium, three

I'm leaving you for the last time, baby

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip.

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

As i watched watches tick in time, victims crimes for sixty dimes

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

So take the stage just show me what you got

I ain't tryna fight back, but baby

At the age of fuckin three

For the occasion, paper planes

All created by three great brains

Up at three, school at dawn,

Smoking 100 dollar worth of strong