This is a song about "Ginger twins"

Leaving you is like tearing twins apart

Well in that case, brother, then love her hard

Twins on deck call em siamese,

Malcolm x, by any means

She didn't have no twins of herself that looked like her

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

You a retarded ginger piss me off ill fuck up your shit

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

Ten bitches on me, so trippy like im seein twins

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

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

Oh wait it was those twins from full house

Freakin' out all i see is clouds