This is a song about "Baby bro"

Like that bron-bron? i had that long time ago

Thing you have upper "hand" against me, bro

Rollin' with my baby

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Word, absence will make the heart grow

And dont you forget it cuz your dead bro.

She wanna hop on top like a mario bro

Used to have this white bitch, she looked like madonna though

Ha, in your loophole though

Are we living or dead bro

Eating late at night, with my bro

No, just put us on death row

And i know love me baby

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

You're biting lyrics that's whacker than yours bro

Black 3 cement, sag jean sitting - low