This is a song about "Duo"

Rap giant, get your little locality smashed

Cause you can't even rap in the fourth grade band

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

That we’ve been confined to, so the corporate won’t make decisions

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers

Royal rumble super smash brothers

Talking about the god you serve

Let there be made brothers,

One man band, ready to chant up an avalanche

Swear this closet full of heat, bitch i never need a match

When they're just like each other, they're even maybe brothers,

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

American dreaming, days of a heathen running up in your building at night

Maybe its this vicodin that strung me out like a violin thats why i'm white

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Spittin the vocal emission, with a musical transmission