This is a song about "Two plus two"

Throw two hunid against the wall,

Didn't do a thing at all

Two hundred and a year a.d

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

Girl i just love you

I set a table for two

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

Im number one your number two

Vsu don't regret you

I just wrote a hook or two.

I think i got two livers

Talking of the gods you serve

Two for the pads, and two to take down your momma's pants

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

I mad plus i got a mad shortgun, aim at two niggas and see them both run.

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one