This is a song about "The twin towers"

Given her the tlc i'll never creep then

On 9/11 i made them towers fall on em

I sit alone discussing things with my evil twin,

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

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

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

That we’ve been confined to, so the corporate won’t make decisions

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

Blow up with power the conclusion is the world trade towers

This ain’t for all and every people, don’t compare me to rappers

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

Wittier than any nigga, sicker then a wino kidney liver

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

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

All come from this darkened twin in me.

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free