This is a song about "Brutus from ceaser"

So while you worry about the hoes

You stole from me from under my nose

From that. from where i come from, can't even afford pants.

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

Blinded from the light emitted from serious a

I nevermind a mind beyond vagina

Everything i wanted never seem so close

Sweat from their pores, foam from the mouth and nose

From jacob's ladder following me from behind, blood stained disguise,

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

Just to make it in this broadway lights

Small town, kinda place a came from

Flyer than the rest of them