This is a song about "Bros before hoes"

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

That girl you love got your bros in her bed

The shit was so ahead, thought we was all dead

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

See me i'm into hoes that's into hoes

But i have something you never get! real friends, real bros. support everywhere,

Yessir... momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

Cause in this tank, it's me and my bros rhyming for fun

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

I only got a few bros like the ventures

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth