This is a song about "Both"

We both knew this was gonna be tough

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

Both dreams got different parts

I got these tats all on my arms

I'll break your bones in both arms

You haters put up your guards

As i walk down this wicked road. as i do it both.

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

So repeat tap both feet

Indubitably i'm too street

Not hungry for my poetry

So, i think we could both agree,

Cause both ways you be packing

Flapjack, ooh he bring

Don’t you be holding back, your love

I may bury both, hopeless