This is a song about "Be brave"

Quit the job baby, come and fuck me all day

And all those brave rappers who fought and they passed away,

A life where we don't need no welfare

I'll always be there, be there

My eyes do be low, two be rolled

And i drop top off in a hot cold

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

But still he soldiered on puttin' on that brave face

And any connotation is viewed many ways

I'm a be what i fucken wanna be

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace

Soulja boy i'm so damn brave