This is a song about "Two three four roses"

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

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

Now we was once two niggas of the same kind

Three strikes, two tokes, one time for your mind

One two three everybody wana be

We came.. way too far pretty baby

And i'll be rich if i get another diss

U avoid me- u playing ring around the roses!

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

You spit that end rhyme trash i'm spittin syllables two or three

I ain't tryna fight back, but baby

One two three, what could it be

A biggie imposter bout to turn you into bacon to eat with some flap jacks

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