This is a song about "Chuckle brothers"

Just sit back and relax and take it easy

I have four brothers that look up to me

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

We love each other, nothin' subtle, be like fuckin' brothers,

My daughters will have brothers acting overprotective,

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Branko brothers gone and gang wars too

Higher than a vanilla sky, float by you

Stubborn hiding under the covers, this fighting and writing is what makes us brothers

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

Probably fuck up your budget, yea, i’m playing with numbers

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

Born in 95 im my brothers keepers

So you finally got the nerve

Of others, there own brothers, just for a porsche and the chains,

Okay you have em in amazement; switching four lanes