This is a song about "Two mails"

I set a table for two

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you

Yea it's supper time and it's almost two

Bring ya soulto tha true, let em know we come through

Puttin two and two together

Look, i just want to make you better

I'm level two, you're level eight

Redbox flow and i do not date

But if ya do imma give two.

He ain't give a fuck about you

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

Oh well at least there were only two

Dont touch it or get torn in two

Wanna spend it all on you

Ya so fine i got to give it to you

At this point even hook up with two