This is a song about "Twenty twenty"

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Twenty-four carats, countin cabbage, like the arabs

I conversed with this for twenty years.

But this ain't physics or rocket science

How is this the twenty first century

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Like dissing benny and four twenty weren't enough

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

I don't give a fuck, like a senior citizen

Twenty one gun salute that's for justin

New grove, still bitches don't know this a flaw

The year is twenty-ten and i need a saw

Poor people get twenty years, so much for created equal,

To make karma come faster than she normally will