This is a song about "My twin"

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

I be on some fly, rich nigga shit, steppin’ out

Just fresh out of the ashes it's a detroit fucking classic from when

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

Oh my a man-toad? is he whole or twin sets

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

I gotta suck the twin, i got shit to do

About to slide out but i'll get back at ya ooh

In a collision, i see their ambition

I sit alone discussing things with my evil twin,

Ice and rain, letter, center of attention

Like a conjoined twin wearing animal skin.

Convertibles with turbo jets

My wondrous success bombs my regrets