This is a song about "Two three four roses"

One two three four five six seven eight nine

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

Oops, i'm so sorry

One two three, what could it be

Competition i ain't winning but admit it, i'm still in it though

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

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

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

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

One two three everybody wana be

No smilescause ain't a thing funny

Bring the battering ram where you live

We once came from fields of cotton to roses

On that water like islands they ain’t swimmin’ you dig

Roses/ and immortal tactics buried in my attic