This is a song about "Shook one part two"

Slice one up, slice two more

That's why you'll find her on the floor

Im number one your number two

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you

One, two, what you gonna do

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

Our vision never changed, we self made

Yeah that's right it was a cat fight. two one eight

One two three everybody wana be

Bitch, they call it motor city

And for this moment no i won't ditch you

We thought we were one but we was really two/

I am fucking alive two thousand one years after christ

I give up my light like an interracial couple wit a child