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

Pluck ya ace, take ya girl, fuck her face

Who is at the house for no longer than two days

To the hood: y'all don't need me, i need you

Yes it is true, the battle started with two

350 on the stove and it's 90 outside

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

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

All i know is yolo, nigga, that's the motto

Get a gold or two bitch, this shit is textbook

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

Giving you my two cents, these days is a nuisance

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Nutty as a nut cake thinks he is goody two shoes

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice