This is a song about "Two three four roses"

You can search but you'll never find

Three strikes, two tokes, one time for your mind

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

You low zero and i beat all y'all ass in a game of guitar hero

One two three everybody wana be

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

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,

Looking at the sky, hoping a light would shine

One two three four five six seven eight nine

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

In one two three a mother fucker that’s all he is gonna be

I see the bitches calling i just hit ignore

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