This is a song about "Twin toers"

I gotta suck the twin, i got shit to do

Of the picture punchline figured out, ahh i get you

I gotta suck the twin, i got shit to do

And if i do go you better come through

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

And from the broken twin

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

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids

"slim shady, hotter than a set of twin babies"

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

I just wanna chill, but my evil twin

On a mission for twin additions, your destination, love's intimate fruition

Hey, don't do anything that i say in this song, okay? it's fuckin' fiction