This is a song about "Bro"

She wanna hop on top like a mario bro

Still lay low between the treble and the bass though

Don't say fuck him, you say they my homies bro

The world looking out, they on the front row

Eatin' their life of a tuna like my idol bro

Though i know a couple niggas tryna hem my long jeans joe

Are we living or dead bro

People love hodgy i hate you though

Im too rachet too rancid/ charles mansion/ unload with the gun bro

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

And bro, you've been deposed

All this paper i fold

She got electric feel, don't taze me bro

And you make the flowers sing say turn green yellow

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

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