This is a song about "Two three four roses"

One two three, what could it be

And now that i’m getting money

Yet don't owe them niggas nothing but potent lyrics

I'll chew a new one up every two to three minutes,

My bars are harder than ancient artifacts, so sit back and relax

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

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

Give your mother a call, bring your girlfriend roses,

One two three four five six seven eight nine

No timeouts homeboy, just one time

Please take care of all my seeds, to my unborn child

Three strikes, two tokes, one time for your mind

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

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