This is a song about "Being a bro"

With enough shit to raise your block in one dip

Im being a bit over dramatic?

Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins

Bro you are a lame ass faggot, stop posting peoples names

Then all i really want is for her to go down low

Stay on the low bro while i hit it with a flow

You going to the club though, you soaking in sorrow

Sit down, take out a pencil and take some notes bro,

The hot-box vehicle like breathing out the window

And i never put a ho before my bro

Cause my charisma is a stigma, i look in the mirror, i'm poisonous vanilla bro/

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto

But thats the life of a human being

And getting money is the song i sing