This is a song about "Dead brother"

I ain't being facetious saying i speak for the culture

A stain on the mattress, so your dad is your mums brother

I'm going harder than michael around your little brother

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

Lay back, i got some money to make, motherfucker

Told father the truth about his beloved brother

I got that same hunger, rock-a-fella chain hunger

And gangs with specific crews, brother against brother,

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Cold as the snow season, below freezing, peace brother,

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

She was lucky, so was her brother

My all gold rolly or the

Dead , shot etc