This is a song about "Travis weeks"

Tw-tw-twelve carats and that's all ears

I haven't recorded in two weeks,

As diligent as guarding two weeks i was a fortnight

If you see us on the floor, you'll be watchin' all night

I'll be dead in a few weeks

Cause after all the lights and screams

My eyes were doomed, my heart was broken for several weeks

Both: we both love our moms, women with grown women needs

Three weeks no peep or a even a sound

A smooth criminaland though i pack this pound

We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets

My first victim, i preyed on her for weeks.

Take you out kentland and show you a zoo

Your last weeks news, thought my emotions was true

Life seemed empty for a couple weeks.

But i ain’t jacking, i’m chasing dreams