This is a song about "Brothers in lockup"

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

My brothers need some clothes and shoes

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Bouncing between the extremes of my two brothers/

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

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Never give in to sin, unorthodox for my brothers,

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

My daughters will have brothers acting overprotective,

Let there be made brothers,

This one's for the lovers

These rebels are my brothers

Let's enjoy our younger years

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

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth