This is a song about "Bro you"

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

Jim chose to give his work to smash in dough

You ain't my bro no more,you are hoe

Always wanted a piece of the pie, now it’s sliced right

Or those who spit the truest rhymes, bro, that's what you decide

Bro look at your face its a disgrace, to humanity, you look like you hit third

How many pistols smoking coming from a broken familyi'm sick of being tired

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

Bro you rap bad and it makes me laugh

Get ready to ignite

You need help from yo bro right

Thing you have upper "hand" against me, bro

I'll teach you how to take it slow

Knb bro fuck the haters, they traitors, tryna control you like they some dictators

I know my shit better anyone on this damn earth, curse this place, it's worse