This is a song about "Two three four roses"

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Glory but you dint know my back story. then i go one two three

Give your mother a call, bring your girlfriend roses,

Always keep a rubber, word to telly in kids

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

One two three everybody wana be

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

One two three, what could it be

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

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

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

You spit that end rhyme trash i'm spittin syllables two or three

As i seenobody cares about my history

Do he make you feel important than how you felt before

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