This is a song about "My two dau"

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

Its my prove of sharing the stamp, the forty two sedated

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that

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

This a little tune to keep you motivated and inspired

And that's just #two #cents worth, my #two #tens' worst when i #reinvent your #mind quick

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

I got two bitches my life,

Chromed-out mansion in paradise

So here i am at the store for some chips

My mom gave me two selections

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got those

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

Blankets around me, two if you count my skin