This is a song about "Ducth bros"

It's finally time to say be gone to all the hate drawn

Cunts goin round wid a strap, one shot your bros gone//

Time done froze, on my road that iv'e chose, so the wind blows,

Funny we resent the hoes but not the bros that sweep in like crows

All these "bros" and "hoes" infecting my life like an alien invasion

Work everyday for the praises, our work our haven