This is a song about "Three"

And you know its just us three

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

To take my mind twist it and spins it in three

Just sit back and relax and take it easy

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

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

Fuck fame, fuck money

Second peter one three

Knowing you can no longer party

At the age of fuckin three

Shawty stay up in philly, shawty was hella pretty

The hardest four bars, and i aint even count to three