This is a song about "Bred 12s"

Cuz i'm pure bred and you a mixed breed

I said i got my ass beat

We are bred by consumerism

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

Its bred to dismember personalities

Days consist of getting payed/ getting bred with my team

Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme

Bred differently than these maggots/

Not king james, these were coke kings

So i guess that's where i hide my things

My monsters were bred by the reasons

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

I spit quality and quality rhymes bred within bronner