This is a song about "Two three four roses"

Three strikes, two tokes, one time for your mind

I'm the trill og and i be out here on the grind

U avoid me- u playing ring around the roses!

And i be talking about me, i do this

Give your mother a call, bring your girlfriend roses,

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

Normally i order three or four of these

Y'all be the next in the long line of war stories

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

One two three to late now your gone busted nose

You're stuck in a time warp from two thousand four though

So you don't drown, when you decide to follow

In one two three a mother fucker that’s all he is gonna be

Lately i been stressing so i need you like i’m crazy