This is a song about "Dead brother life on house arrest and heart breaks"

On the way to his house i got in the unlocked door and went straight to his room

And all you get was a hater telling you you won't be seeing them soon,

I came back and the fuckers killed brother

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

My mother dead fell over and slammed on the floor.

Grew up in the jungle where it's killers at war

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

And the only ending will be me dead on the fucking street

Leave ya dead like a stopped heart

They don't hear the bark

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Rollex on my neck 20 k for my brother

I put my heart on the line and you took the bait

Drink a fifth of hennessy and then take another fade

And we can race until one of our heart breaks

I'm so fucking raw haters hoping that i catch aids