This is a song about "Fake twin"

All come from this darkened twin in me.

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

You can think i'm a fake,

Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Need myself a twin midget so i can have a mini me,

Talk sharp like a razor blade

I don't believe in bein fake

Could you tell me where to go? i need direction

I just wanna chill, but my evil twin

There was a time when they hated all the southern rappers

Opening up a new rap chapter, we're the twin masters

C4 was planted at the twin towers, missiles hit the pentagon,

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

I can tell you that this tape

All you niggas dead , dead fake