This is a song about "2 girls 1 cup"

So that's 2 mistakes 1 big headache and 1 sorry mom cake to bake

Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state

Clock ticks from ten, more socks hung again till 3 2 1 thank god for another year alive, amen.

Pit route , fangs of the snake will get into my head, stan i like the rap of my foe em,

1:34-2:05 she sittin on my cock, while i work around the clock,

I read about napoleon hill and try to know god

Say what you wanna but

Lots of drugs and boos in his cup

So we here to the blow the candle out, 1, 2, 3, ha,

Cause youse a down ass bitch, and i ain't mad at cha

Fuck 1 2 3 syllables im resurrecting multis from cardiopulmonary arrest,

I couldn't let my adversaries worry meand every single day it's a test, wear a bulletproof vest

1, 2, 3, or 4 times wit a fine chick, show her ya magic trick *flick*

I don't care about your drive unless you talkin' ridin' dick