This is a song about "Dont fuck with my brother"

Soulja boy tell 'em did better then the regular

Anonymoose peace, keep it trill my brother,

I dont fuck around with no lame punks,just go ahead and say my name once,

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

Well i dont give a fuck which bitch you flick bics with

Dont fuck with me nigga im much more appealing

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

When i used to play outside with my brother in september

Pocket racked up all big faces

Yo bitch say she dont fuck with

Almost cried right on the spot

My brother need a new job

Im quiet but dont make no mistakes, fuck with me, ill stick you with this blade.

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate