This is a song about "Three witches make 3 wishes"

Grant me three wishes and i'll diss three bitches but first is you

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

Drive around with a 3 inch eye scar. i make an observation,

I spit that garden of game, look at the hoes on him

From the discussion of top three

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty

So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss

Just let me live is one of my 3 wishes

Trying to get back to this thing called love

The road ain't yellow and there ain't no witches

Yo man bars part number three

Cause time is money

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Unholy like witches, or anyone for the riches