This is a song about "Two three four roses"

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

Do he make you feel important than how you felt before

One two three everybody wana be

It was just another party

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

Smell the folgers get the scrotum out your focus

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

One two three four five six seven eight nine

And now these hoes are on my line

Don't know why you even ask, ain't nobody hot as this

U avoid me- u playing ring around the roses!

Say hello to miss thang, i forgot yo name, she yellow

You're stuck in a time warp from two thousand four though