This is a song about "Brother from another mother"

Brother looking down from every direction, i heard the police reciting

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

As the nurses were removing her from her brother she started having

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

And gangs with specific crews, brother against brother,

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

I leave a hater like he lost a watermelon fight

I knock you to another axis you ride cocks like brother clyde

Not only do i enlighten but i provide a tan

I'm from the motherfucking motherland brother man

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

She got up, smarted at her mother and brother, felt the cold

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Watching over til they come and kill your brother, rape your mother

Hey brother hope you been checking up our mother,

I bet i get the fall rosay had this summer