This is a song about "Brother baby"

Hopin' that my niggas see

Rollin' with my baby

To my own fucking brother

Baby, you know who you are

To see marshalls brother

Be my mother lover

And gangs with specific crews, brother against brother,

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Whilst your brother spins the rudder

And then along came the wrong man for her

My brother need a new job

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Release the pressure in his heart, he lost a brother,

I'll get in your brother,

Or something that you paid for