This is a song about "Two three four roses"

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

But real freaky in tha darkplus i got some enemies, baby

Satan falls back..demons get smacked...evil backtracks sinners get stopped in their tracks/

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

Head game outta control, super heroes on the floor

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

Glory but you dint know my back story. then i go one two three

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Girl i know you like that, you crazy

Two or three, hits of thc, yeah it fits for me.

When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers

U avoid me- u playing ring around the roses!

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

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

Bitch, i might make you my baby

One two three, what could it be