This is a song about "My twin boys toob and floy"

While i'm layin in the coffinthe shit comes around so often

Why not explode a nuclear plant two twin towers two thousands and one

Don't mess with the big boys, you nothing less than pig toys

And it wouldn't be a slip to say that i'm into boys

Fuck your rumor i'm back, me and my boys making this a camaraderie

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Then i raped and murdered your three little boys!

Cuz if i like what i see ill pick my choice

I said it wasn't me, i got a twin (oh my god, it's you! not again!)

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

I guess i can't blame you, you made your choice

The mission, fight for my rights like the beastie boys,

And from the broken twin

Go where you ain't been