This is a song about "Two three four roses"

And this ain’t biblical but this sermon is spiritual

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

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

Three strikes, two tokes, one time for your mind

Relationships should never rewind

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

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

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

Right now at 23 i ain't mad at them reds no more

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

Double mg pays me, fuck with me, you crazy

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