This is a song about "Can t wait to see my brother outside of jail"

T get this paper so my get to see the holiday

There's nothing he can do, he let it get away

When i used to play outside with my brother in september

Well that's not her fucking name, but i think this shit is clever

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Dont see how you can hate from my side of the club

Press throw and brother see my demons in three pieces

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that

D j t j is here to save all of rap

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

You could see in the faces of me, michael, my dad, anyone... my brother.

They worked together to get out of the jail,

That’s what i call a fairy tale

Heard you had a bad day, well lets make it a good night

Around me to stretch my legs and walk outside