This is a song about "Torn in 2"

To the point that at 2 a.m. i would sneak in the window just to

And i open up the door you bring her cranky ass with you

1 blunt to roll 2 grams to put in it

One night love: i'mma need that

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

Striking down in oklahoma at 2:56, the thoughts make me sick

I was born in plights, the type that left me at four, torn, a tyke too forlorn to fight,

Til my faith start responding, and if i get no answer, just know i tried

Profile, damn i'm digging your style, we can start slow now

In 1 , 2 , 3 blaw i will get your ass fucked and you know how

Period gonei'm off the hook like cordless phonesmy identity so right

Not a moment to bicker, sinner born tonight, a winner's liver torn in spite

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

Take 2 a day. fuck that. more's in my interest