This is a song about "Fallen brother gang"

To see marshalls brother

Wale, spitta, 9th wonder

The fallen victim of the reagen doctrine

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

Littered with the bitter corpses of fallen soldiers/

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

I sell hot peas and butter, don't want to see you suffer

And gangs with specific crews, brother against brother,

They've bordered and conquered the fallen provinces

Now momma told me be careful who you love

And none drum, iller than ninth wonder

Whilst your brother spins the rudder

Whether teddy or pat

Fly bitch gang we did that

This friendship has fallen,

Vijay singh and all of them