This is a song about "Two plus two is four"

I wrote two warm up songs but this one is my third

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt

One two three four five six seven eight nine

Tree pine, now, do the tree pine

You're stuck in a time warp from two thousand four though

They know i'm tryna get that montana dough

Or is only two feet is what i don't like!

If your head right, i’ll be there every night

And all the shit you went through

Im number one your number two

Im dumb? my two sense is worth $37 and some change

Nigga, you pull over, fuck a rover range

Just me and my two of my dudes, blue man crew

Just clouded spittin through rappers two by two