This is a song about "Room for two"

Two for ten, after dark

Yeah, see, breaking up is hard

Raised by a momma who, who

Two was a good number for you,

For my nigga i gotta fuck two hoes

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

Love for no other emcee, no room for affection/

If a period is late then i will mark it with a question

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

Two for the pads, and two to take down your momma's pants

I was makeing room for a pretty nigga in the future,

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Or maybe its they fault that we ain't holla since june

They don't ask for a pass when yo ass waltz in my dress room

I havent been on here for two days

Im drowning down, i couldn't dodge the wave