This is a song about "Two in the pink"

Two in the air for the people who aint scared of heights

For being jealous of a brother when he rides

You up, you gotta know your limits without any assistance or else

Two click-clacks and a burst in the niggas , they be scared and be running with their tears

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

So deep in that pussy it gives me pink eye

I stand in the middle of my bedroom for about two minutes to be wide awake

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

You can save a man from getting two bullets in the brain

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

Then during the next week or two

Then i gotta say peace to you

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

I'm with ______ with two blunts in two hands

Two for the pads, and two to take down your momma's pants

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands