This is a song about "The twin towera"

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

I ain't bitter my nigga, i respect your position

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

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Filled to the brim with vigour in the mirror the twin of #liquor,

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga

I said it wasn't me, i got a twin (oh my god, it's you! not again!)

And all these rappers know just where i'm bout to go so catch me then

Oh my a man-toad? is he whole or twin sets

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Everybody finger point in your direction

I sit alone discussing things with my evil twin,

Then she on her facebook like when we finna party

Need myself a twin midget so i can have a mini me,