This is a song about "Twins father obsessed with jasmine"

Could've worked with my father but he wasn't around

And to be honest i don’t know what niggas talkin bout

On a quest obsessed to digest lyrics

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks

Real words...elegant: a piece of art

Leaving you is like tearing twins apart

Twins on deck call em siamese,

Create life with the beats, alicia keys

She didn't have no twins of herself that looked like her

Semen get leaked to the women of the future

Make my passion to critics ? backward opinions

Ten bitches on me, so trippy like im seein twins

His father wanted nothing to do with him so he was alone,

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

It was my father, with his hands wrapped around her neck.

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet