This is a song about "Dead 2 times"

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

Fucked around 2 or three times nothing too major nothing exclusive

Really probably waitin' on vh1 to do a lil show called rappers wives

He says i'm at level 2 with my rhymes, mister amir, wait for tough times,

I remember dates, times

Cause then i’m throwing peace signs

Give us this day, our daily bread

Even when my dreams are dead

Relive all the good times

Wale they call me tiger stripes

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

You cant even handle 2 bars

I apologized a trillion times

I used to have a nine to five

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

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