This is a song about "Brothers clothes"

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Never give in to sin, unorthodox for my brothers,

So brothers sisters and cousins could embrace

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

You and i were basically brothers

You little young-ass motherfuckers

Alot of episodesand as the glock loads

I'm rockin' average joe shmoe's regular clothes

Trips in the cake holes

Looking for sum hoes with no clothes

The motherfucking kenner brothers,

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

If we ain't right and always at the throats

Went down the aisles, snatchin all the clothes

Talking about the god you serve

Let there be made brothers,