This is a song about "Chuckle brothers"

Talking of the gods you serve

Let there be made brothers,

My only real influences were my brothers,

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

My brothers can decease like shakespeare

You poser niggas ain't supposed to be here

Fathers and brothers gritty dimple smiles

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

Multiple colors, my mind's more productive than others

When they're just like each other, they're even maybe brothers,

So you finally got the nerve

You and i were basically brothers

The hate that caused the conflicts that turned up brothers,

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

Nasty new street slugger, my heat seeks suckers

It to others got two role models aka brothers