This is a song about "Bro"

Got ten on the floor, stop playing with flow

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

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

Chill bro and enjoy your marijuana high

Now all i hear people say is "man that shit's dope bro"

You see the devil is alive but he work slow

Poppa took the television, but left the radio

I'm smokin' that weed while i fuck with my high's bro

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

Bro called dad over, we tried to explain

Shout outs to my philly hoes, told her drop that eagle low

Eatin' their life of a tuna like my idol bro

Scarface, say i got that montana flow

Where you went wrong was hit on my bro,

You think you high and mighty but no you're wrong bro

Ain’t nobody here leading, it’s way too easy to follow