This is a song about "Best brothers"

Bouncing between the extremes of my two brothers/

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

My brothers need some clothes and shoes

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

Wordplay for days, smoking haze for days

So brothers sisters and cousins could embrace

Niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive

Fathers and brothers gritty dimple smiles

It to others got two role models aka brothers

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

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

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

From who knows what brothers don't bother

And then along came the wrong man for her

Better yet they work my every nerve

And starting to look out more for our brothers