This is a song about "Two three four roses"

In the front row at a holy justin bieber show

You're stuck in a time warp from two thousand four though

Three strikes, two tokes, one time for your mind

Dope money still a object, it’s the same damn grind

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

To make karma come faster than she normally will

I'm high as fuck and i didn't call for all this

U avoid me- u playing ring around the roses!

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

Roses/ and immortal tactics buried in my attic

Do not give a fuck i've got the swagger of a virgin's dick

Now momma told me be careful who you love

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,