This is a song about "Bro you"

I'm just saying, i ain't bitching though

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

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

Harder niggas try to hate me, they be lovin’ this side

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

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

You suck yo its true bro, i'll tell you one last time muthafucka lay low!

I'm popping champagne, drinking till i'm jumping out the window

So stop it bro cause you don't know what the fuck i have been through,

Yeah nigga!ay, but peep how my nigga syke do it to you

My liver's cold, i got the frigid flow

Before a bare-handed, fight, and kill you, bro.

I'm too explosive for your ears like i'm throwing bombs

Bro you got an sms quick open your inbox

See all these hating niggas went from eff you to you suck bro

Heartbroken obviously, there's not tomorrow