This is a song about "The twin towera"

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Like a conjoined twin wearing animal skin.

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

I gotta suck the twin, i got shit to do

Get the r. kelly tape and see how we piss on you

They all see my life from a childish position

I just wanna chill, but my evil twin

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

You made me wanna

I bring the heat like the