This is a song about "Two sugars"

Just clouded spittin through rappers two by two

And for this moment no i won't ditch you

I was twelve when the gunned you

Cho cho, i choose you two

I'm with ______ with two blunts in two hands

I got a green bag with them blue strands

Uh, i'm tryna learn something new

Dont touch it or get torn in two

Where you welcome to problems

I only had two cups

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

I haven't recorded in two weeks,

Pop-pop two shots rollin' through

Your girlfriend trippin' on you

Talking of the gods you serve

I think i got two livers