This is a song about "The twin towera"

Randy, 420 i stand over y'all like y'all are some punk twin midgets

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

When her father would beat her and her brother like he had an unquenchable thirst

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

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

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Everybody finger point in your direction

I sit alone discussing things with my evil twin,

Might be leaving with me before the night is through

I gotta suck the twin, i got shit to do

So if it comes down, may the best man win

I just wanna chill, but my evil twin

We gone keep going

And from the broken twin