This is a song about "Brother passed away"

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger

And gangs with specific crews, brother against brother,

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

To see marshalls brother

600 benz, house six hundred grand

Or,"why you smashed and passed,"

I got a question for ya, little somethin to say

Hiding under my bed and waiting till the danger passed away

Bad rap, cuties claim

I'm passed the hall of fame,

I came back and the fuckers killed brother

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Whatever it takes to live and stand

Yo will get smashed if u passed

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

See them goin but im already passed them