This is a song about "Bro amp amp amp"

No bro because thats my thing

I said pay me it’s nothing

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

Chill bro and enjoy your marijuana high

Its time for shit to change,word bro

Same bitches used to play me though

When people wore pajamas and lived life slow

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

You're biting lyrics that's whacker than yours bro

It’s so hard and its so an this marvelous flow

That damier bag i bought her

Right with my bro sniper,

The hot-box vehicle like breathing out the window

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