This is a song about "Band of brothers"

Bouncing between the extremes of my two brothers/

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

Souls of brothers and mothers that live on, we never do miss ém,

Snap back at trapped rats like i'm an elastic band,

Say she like my style but i talk too fast

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

But what can one boy do against a band.

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

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Yea i have a career stretching and its like a rubber band

Why we call them hoes bitchesand maybe this might help you understand

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

Am i a one man boy band, nah this ain't no backstreet,

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

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