This is a song about "Two boxes"

So anything do is everything to you

I'll dismantle you and a friend or two

Feeling obnoxious, shoved into lockers and boxes, prominent,

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

When i get to warwick avenue

Just clouded spittin through rappers two by two

She gonna dance when that molly through

I just wrote a hook or two.

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

I really hate people putting dvds back in the wrong boxes,

I think i got two livers

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

I set a table for two

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew

'cuz i'll crack you in two, snap you in two

Grew with disdain though i hate whoever ain't you