This is a song about "Two three four roses"

Hopin' that my niggas see

One two three, what could it be

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

Ice on our two four, you know it's too cool. time's too cruel.

I'm making straight bitches pussy wet just like a noodle

One two three to late now your gone busted nose

We love for a while then a light goes

Like a condom that's scuffed up, i'm the wrong one to fuck with

U avoid me- u playing ring around the roses!

Roses/ and immortal tactics buried in my attic

On that water like islands they ain’t swimmin’ you dig

So when i kick in the door, not waving the four four

The cp3 of this rap game, i bet my nigga score

Three strikes, two tokes, one time for your mind

Been trying to put it down long after i was signed