This is a song about "Two three four roses"

Doggy, i'm from the land of grind

Three strikes, two tokes, one time for your mind

For honey, i will live, be a father for the kids

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

You could have it all alone, cause i’m better without you

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

Or two. or maybe three?

They gotta point em out baby

Tryin' to celebrate my independence day, will smith

Give your mother a call, bring your girlfriend roses,

The fence they was on about my rap skills

We once came from fields of cotton to roses

I'm everything that they call nice

Normally i order three or four of these