This is a song about "I got two parents but i know one"

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

I wrote two warm up songs but this one is my third

And i got nothing to do but make you look stupid as parents

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

I got 99 problems but a disk ain't one

Body bad as hell, her vagina is heaven

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

World war one two, plague and dead jews i still got the souvenirs

Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled

I got two dead bodies, parents both were killed.

But you know women lieits like i sent my love with a text two times

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

I beach chair, with my malibu vision

I got 99 problems but a disk ain't one

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

I got two bitches my life,