This is a song about "Death blood love brothers"

No theory can explain how i love the pain, blood drips like rain

I hope you studied because he's testing your faith again

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

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

These rebels are my brothers

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

I see colors of red, mothers n' brothers are plunging to death

Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers

My only real influences were my brothers,

Crooked cops got a nigga scared to drive

Fathers and brothers gritty dimple smiles

Let's enjoy our younger years

Peace be to my brothers and sisters

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

Multiple colors, my mind's more productive than others