This is a song about "Two three four roses"

Three strikes, two tokes, one time for your mind

You can search but you'll never find

One two three, what could it be

Knowing you can no longer party

All i know is bad bitches, i got finally famous with me though

So here it is on myself ... are you ready one , two three lets go

Two or three, hits of thc, yeah it fits for me.

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby

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

You'll see rhino as a prudent student of rap / i'll defuse the illusion of facts

One, two, three little fags, they fuck with my homies so i grab out the body bags,

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

U avoid me- u playing ring around the roses!

And my kick game beyond crazy

Or two. or maybe three?