This is a song about "2 cams"

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

You cant even handle 2 bars

Get drag'd 2 a early grave

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

And my momma keep smoking that shit

Cause im mean like 2 spirit

Track 2.) golden child (forbidden fruit)

Bodyguard for what? dog, i'd rather shoot

And i ain't got what it takes

Got me thinking you 2 chains