This is a song about "Brother hood"

What them tippers don't see

I got the hood behind me

If theres a time that in the hood

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

I'll get in your brother,

My records sell, yes sir

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Told father the truth about his beloved brother

To my own fucking brother

I'm a bad motherfucker

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

That's right bitches, i aint from the hood

Anonymoose peace, keep it trill my brother,

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

That would be cool, if she was your lover

I came back and the fuckers killed brother