This is a song about "Brothers and sisters"

He ain't give a fuck about you

Branko brothers gone and gang wars too

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men

Chillen with brothers, blacks and crakers, im not racist i just call em how i see em,

Livin' with 2 brothers, 2 grandparents and a mother

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Poetic brothers and sisters, do good for the listeners,

One can never be judged when he dress like his brothers

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

He said my sisters smart and if you're good with her then good

And i'm only just rehearsin' to what i'll do to your sisters and your girlfriends

Since i ain't in many penitentiaries the best revenge is fuck friends

My brothers need some clothes and shoes

Kill the jungle let the cats loose