This is a song about "Britney witney twins"

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence

Need to get your clip pierced, look at you, hip, your britney spears

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

Now i feel like i can do anything to kill, me and him should be twins

The road to hell is paved with good intentions

Ten bitches on me, so trippy like im seein twins

Create life with the beats, alicia keys

Twins on deck call em siamese,

Leaving you is like tearing twins apart

Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark

Oh wait it was those twins from full house

Yo we get the dank and bounce

So i hate when niggas make fun cuz i don't do britney or whitney.

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free