This is a song about "Two three four roses"

It's only one round, two or three i don't need it

Man these songs that i made in my bedroom and shit

U avoid me- u playing ring around the roses!

Malignant, belligerent, believe me i'm living this

U avoid me- u playing ring around the roses!

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

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

That fire flow the finest women i adore

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

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

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

Apparentally it make you argue morethe more things you throw

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