This is a song about "W 2"

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Divide you in 2 sections

I'll go to walmart and reverse the w!

Morehaha, coming to a ghetto near you

Destinies fulfilled off the filling from the pillow talking

Cause i'm tearing through you (w)rappers like children on christmas morning

You wont win even with a w,

What could you do ?if it was up to you

Feel like i’m movin' backwards

We get hit w/ them double standards,

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Number 2 pencil or picasos brush

Got me thinking you 2 chains

High: that's why they call us planes