This is a song about "Twisted thaughts"

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

Moments when the way to love was buried and twisted

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

That's my conditions, strictly sick, if you got it twisted,

Got her going down, no teeth

Sick twisted fantasies

Throats severed, mentalities warped and twisted like tether,

Cause i change my outfit more than transsexuals change gender

Got a twisted plan for a twisted man with no attention span

No matter how much i try, stay alive, i'm a die a man

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble