This is a song about "Two three four roses"

And wonder why i ain't ever caught that feeling before

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

One two three everybody wana be

You be get up on this fly shit baby

One two three to late now your gone busted nose

We love for a while then a light goes

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

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

Always keep a rubber, word to telly in kids

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

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

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

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

Then she on her facebook like when we finna party

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

To make karma come faster than she normally will