This is a song about "Brothers and siblings"

We brothers forever, to the end and counting

Bring that dude to life day, he wasn't at the meeting

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

All these mixed feeling about my siblings,

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

My and my 10 brothers dont have money for tha bail. it's hell,

So brothers sisters and cousins could embrace

Driving my car to a foreign place

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

We're like brothers, and we're jacking acs, pack a mac-10,

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

Then these bullies fight back and hold some glass to his brothers neck

You and i were basically brothers

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Livin' with 2 brothers, 2 grandparents and a mother

Put that shit on whatever, we running another summer