This is a song about "Band of brothers"

I say bitch a lot, though i'm proud of my sisters

Ride with me even when scared- join my 'band' like ring fingers.

Hustlin' in each and every ghetto with a mic in my hand

Like trying to sing a bon jovi song without the use of the band.

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

Of others, there own brothers, just for a porsche and the chains,

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

When your religion has made decisions to spill the blood of brothers,

Multiple colors, my mind's more productive than others

When they're just like each other, they're even maybe brothers,

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Instead of putting money towards the schools for todays band of kids

A myriad of colors other brothers, wishing the painted

Gotta pay back that advance, so they ain't gave you shit

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

Never give in to sin, unorthodox for my brothers,