This is a song about "Brother hood"

I came back and the fuckers killed brother

And there's little to be glad for

I'm chillin' in this hood

To mcs that don't rhyme good

And gangs with specific crews, brother against brother,

I ain't being facetious saying i speak for the culture

Lost ma mother and my brother

Regardless to all them, i appease her

Hey, must be the money

I got the hood behind me

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

My brother need a new job

Cold as the snow season, below freezing, peace brother,

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are