This is a song about "Two three four roses"

Or cause i’m black, hmmm maybe

Or two. or maybe three?

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

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

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

One two three, what could it be

Shit you so bad know your daddy wish he could still spank you

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

Together all the timethought it was true love

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

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

But even when you leave, somehow it still try to follow

So here it is on myself ... are you ready one , two three lets go

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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