This is a song about "Two three four roses"

But i took a fly route to an opposite shore

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

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

To make karma come faster than she normally will

One two three to late now your gone busted nose

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees

Normally i order three or four of these

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

My side is all riders and your side dont buy tickets

We once came from fields of cotton to roses

And a finger in the middle that i leave em with

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

Wetter than a swish and i never miss

Give your mother a call, bring your girlfriend roses,

Screw a chick, go outside and give the coupe a kiss