This is a song about "You can t guard me as i drain threes"

So i give my love to my lady and pray for all these babies

I got ones, threes, all the sheez you wish your js were as fresh as these

Test me fool i leave you #threes with #ease im hot three hundred degrees

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Actually i go around ya lines you ain't as fast as me,

Do ya hear me? i got ravenous rabid guard dogs

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

I sustain my strut, whilst you fall down the drain, in the rain.

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

Another day as i step out the door

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/