This is a song about "Two three four roses"

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

Was on my grind cause times were harder than a cellar floor

Give your mother a call, bring your girlfriend roses,

Plus she outrun any youngin that i've hung with

U avoid me- u playing ring around the roses!

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

And really don't matter unless y'all coming with

We once came from fields of cotton to roses

They say nothings ever free

One two three, what could it be

And its simple as that baby

One two three everybody wana be

Make the world see, for every mc that i see tryna steal flow

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

One two three to late now your gone busted nose

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