This is a song about "Fake brother"

My best friends brother hung himself,

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

How simple they are

To my own fucking brother

Anonymoose peace, keep it trill my brother,

I’m young and wild and i charm our old mother

Ur love was always fake

I can tell you that this tape

Release the pressure in his heart, he lost a brother,

I never use a fork i always spoon her

In one way or another

Luigi was his brother

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Broke back brothers, you a faggot ass brother

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