This is a song about "Brother ireland"

You ain't more street so go suck your mother

Told father the truth about his beloved brother

I came back and the fuckers killed brother

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

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

At least i'd be stable, yeah, slightly less popular

And let's change the way we treat each other

She was lucky, so was her brother

Anonymoose peace, keep it trill my brother,

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

To my own fucking brother

Of impactful things one can ask for

To see marshalls brother

We fuckin' it up this summer

My best friends brother hung himself,

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says