This is a song about "Three types of rainfall"

That was the sonic art form of rhyming and poetry, and it is abbreviated in three letters r-a-p

So step back sacrap an resite your rap, come spitting back when ya got something decent not whack,

Yeah hail mary full of grace

I conquer in all types and ways

From the discussion of top three

Cause some of you bitches funny

Normally i order three or four of these

We skip college, chase dollars and black pennies

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

Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't going to be shit

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

Ahead of the game fuckin yo mom with three chains on

He storms to his computer room and, types that you're a faggot.

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

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

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day came