This is a song about "Two"

Born two eleven father gone two a zero and an eleven

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

Puttin two and two together

And i ain't frontin for her

I set a table for two

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you

So its time for verse two

We believed in you

Throw two hunid against the wall,

Need a girl whos tryin' to ball

I can't ever change without you

Abrakadabra a hoe or two

Don't fuck around and make it true

I'll dismantle you and a friend or two