This is a song about "Brothers"

Let there be made brothers,

They slowly showin they colors

We brothers forever, to the end and counting

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways

So brothers sisters and cousins could embrace

We love each other, nothin' subtle, be like fuckin' brothers,

Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers

My only real influences were my brothers,

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

So brothers sisters and cousins could embrace

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

Probably fuck up your budget, yea, i’m playing with numbers

When your religion has made decisions to spill the blood of brothers,

You little young-ass motherfuckers

You and i were basically brothers