This is a song about "Dorge my bro"

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

Right with my bro sniper,

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

Paid for trips to italy for me, her, my bro and dad.

My heart sank when my bro was shot in the streets,

Indeed, the flow raw just the same as my levi jeans

Looking at the sky, hoping a light would shine

Bro that never ever shows though, my flow's divine

Quit bro get out my battle winning me is a fable

I can make music that makes sense, but not meant to be stable

And i never put a ho before my bro

Fuckin' squirrel, bet his girl still buy the tape though

The sun gives light cause it is the window

I'm smokin' that weed while i fuck with my high's bro

I'mma do it, yeah i think it's my destiny bro

Ironically it subs like a hero