This is a song about "Coin"

Different lives but two sides of the same coin

You spit so slow, you gotta call a tow to get you where you goin,

Different lives but two sides of the same coin

(8 mile road) and i'm gone, i know right where i'm goin

Use 4g to allocate the last of my coin

My emotions flowin, where the hell am i goin

Flip a coin, and see where it lands

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks

Everything is written in the cold, so it can coin-

Dependin on navigation they ever know where they goin

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

Not drugs but the coin of course

Different lives but two sides of the same coin

But in my head the party's goin

Different lives but two sides of the same coin

Now im up in the booth an they stressin where they goin