This is a song about "Three stogges"

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

Talking life expectancy, i don't expect ill see twenty three

Could i make you my baby

Yo man bars part number three

Three lunch boxes a week,

The revolution will proceed

Back it up on me its easy like 1 to three

And teachers thought i was dumb or crazy

So i toke on that pipe and don't stop till i'm three

Then she on her facebook like when we finna party