This is a song about "Bros not by bl"

Not a week goes by without a fight

350 on the stove and it's 90 outside

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

A madman who's not phased by the strength of krypton.

On the cloud the cpu fan's not held on by gum

Even if i die, i'm gon' be a fuckin problem

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

Badly affect by society, trying to be somebody and not someone,

We're not just some fake wannabe, made by society/

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she