This is a song about "Two three four roses"

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

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Older people looking at me how i bought all of this

U avoid me- u playing ring around the roses!

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

You are water wild so i guess your pussy empty

The best in my position, i’m passionate with lyrics

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

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

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

Satan falls back..demons get smacked...evil backtracks sinners get stopped in their tracks/

And if we don't we'll have a race of babies

Normally i order three or four of these