This is a song about "Yin yang twins"

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

Ten bitches on me, so trippy like im seein twins

Cause i, am feeling this deep down in my heart

Leaving you is like tearing twins apart

Young nigga with old spirit and ambition

Had all these feelings within, a yang without a yin

These hoes ain't checking for no nigga with no vehicle

Keep ying and the yang in balance so im bringing a pistol

She didn't have no twins of herself that looked like her

And bet this, i'm a mothafucking monster

Got tired of running from the police

Twins on deck call em siamese,

Now i feel like i can do anything to kill, me and him should be twins

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence