This is a song about "Two left sox"

Hold my tears i tried my best

With the rest who are left

Cho cho, i choose you two

What preceded was the clue

Bout time i got my respect

That was good shit, is there any left

Damn, i ain't trying to disrespect

'till there's nothin' left.

Money ain't a thing

One two right hook left jabbing,

Abrakadabra a hoe or two

If only i could rap to you

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Take the exit, the nearest left

I'll dismantle you and a friend or two

I'm tryna stay with you, lay with you