This is a song about "One two"

We thought we were one but we was really two/

I quit the shit, i might get high with you

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

I'll chew a new one up every two to three minutes,

Two thousand and one years after christ

Free 2pac is all that's on a nigga's mind

It's only one round, two or three i don't need it

This is like love, that you can never get

Niggas that guided me through

One, two, this one's for you,

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

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

One, two, what you gonna do

Hey now got a thing for you

Well one man’s trash is another man’s treasure

After the two thousand no one could rhyme better