This is a song about "Two three four roses"

The hardest four bars, and i aint even count to three

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

U avoid me- u playing ring around the roses!

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

I’m so 100 with every nigga i run with

U avoid me- u playing ring around the roses!

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

Apparentally it make you argue morethe more things you throw

I'm fucking asthmatic, my records problematic

Roses/ and immortal tactics buried in my attic

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

One two three everybody wana be

You'll see rhino as a prudent student of rap / i'll defuse the illusion of facts

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

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids

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