This is a song about "Two pieces"

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

Heard it and snapped in 5 pieces

Press throw and brother see my demons in three pieces

Pay him some attention, he's smart and he's genius

Me so much that i'm torn to pieces

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

Like a small garage in your backyard

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Cassidys in disses to teach me to eat the masters to pieces

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

Snap you into pieces, the definition of pliant,

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

Recovering from the lost pieces

But then again.. we're just board pieces.

The look of no hope on my niggas' faces