This is a song about "Brothers in lockup"

Yo i rap for brothers dying in the streets while most rappers talk about

Kids will black outsome cracked out hit the pen max outcome home and blow a back out

So you finally got the nerve

Let there be made brothers,

Bearing the knowledge that, our brothers in africa are hunting resource

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Never give in to sin, unorthodox for my brothers,

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

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

Bout as broken as the home his brothers gonna grow up in/

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

That's word to ksa i'm trying to make sunnier days

So brothers sisters and cousins could embrace