This is a song about "Two sunsets"

Abrakadabra a hoe or two

It's really not an issue

I only had two cups

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

One two right hook left jabbing,

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Beautiful sunsets vivid context inside the projects

I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends

As i'm watching the snow fall

Throw two hunid against the wall,

I don't mean to matthew kemp you, but shit you

I'll dismantle you and a friend or two

Talk sharp like a razor blade

I'm level two, you're level eight

Ha my mojo back

Two hundred and a year a.d