This is a song about "My twin"

After lebron, i'm what's next

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

I'm caged up in state prison

My words are my rhythm

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

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

For honey, i will live, be a father for the kids

Randy, 420 i stand over y'all like y'all are some punk twin midgets

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

C4 was planted at the twin towers, missiles hit the pentagon,

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

The 40 if i cop bottles, we can't believe you

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

And all these rappers know just where i'm bout to go so catch me then

I just wanna chill, but my evil twin

They don't see my vision, grown man mission