This is a song about "Two three four roses"

Older people looking at me how i bought all of this

He grew from concrete, didn't live amongst the roses,

Bought a brand new car for my after party

One two three everybody wana be

Maybe i can help u a lil with a dollar three or two

I don't wanna ever come down from this cloud of loving you

In one two three a mother fucker that’s all he is gonna be

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

U avoid me- u playing ring around the roses!

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

Three strikes, two tokes, one time for your mind

You're my river runnin' high, run deep, run wild

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

One two three to late now your gone busted nose

As i seenobody cares about my history

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