This is a song about "Two seater"

I think i got two livers

Know just what your worth

One two right hook left jabbing,

I was born to do the damn thing

I got killers on my team that’ll get at you

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

Puttin two and two together

And i just want to hold her

Coroners comfort your mama

Casting couch, two interviews, uh

Why we gotta argue

Im number one your number two

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

Dont touch it or get torn in two

What preceded was the clue