This is a song about "Brody may"

Night i need that she comin here right away

Remember that day on the 25th of may

She's tryna fall back, cuz she say i'm all that

You may think i'm obliterated

The root of all evil

I may not be normal,

We may snooze when we can

Fifth wheel on the back just hang

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

And we may not be perfect

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

Rub my back, then let me lay

Brotha lynch may be mean

You ain't never seen