This is a song about "Blood brothers"

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

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

Peace be to my brothers and sisters

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

Better yet they work my every nerve

Born in 95 im my brothers keepers

We brothers forever, to the end and counting

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

The motherfucking kenner brothers,

Stallion of the year: medallions in my ear

My brothers can decease like shakespeare

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

Bearing the knowledge that, our brothers in africa are hunting resource

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Fathers and brothers gritty dimple smiles