This is a song about "Two sided"

'n' they don’t make me laugh or even cook like you

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

Then during the next week or two

Now i gotta exit after you

Might be leaving with me before the night is through

Just clouded spittin through rappers two by two

Oh well at least there were only two

I'm on point baby, ready to stick you

You reflect me, i love that about you

Im number one your number two

Throw two hunid against the wall,

Need a girl whos tryin' to ball

So its time for verse two

All i want is you

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

Why i felt so blinded and blind-sided