This is a song about "Identical twins"

Hundred running they ain't finna slow down never

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

He thinks aw, forget it, its so insignificant and little

But identical to your last shit that wasn't even metrical

Ten bitches on me, so trippy like im seein twins

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

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

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

Twins on deck call em siamese,

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

Fed ain't dumb but they sittin' in the cold dark

Leaving you is like tearing twins apart

Oh wait it was those twins from full house

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts