This is a song about "Shook one part two"

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

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

One, two, what you gonna do

You good man, we don't want you

Rape her and record it, then edit it with more shit

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

Raised by a momma who, who

One, two, this one's for you,

Im number one your number two

Don’t mean to disrespect you

Fuck that now trying get the money

One two three everybody wana be

We thought we were one but we was really two/

So anything do is everything to you

Two thousand one born a son of a gun

I told him get his 9 and run