This is a song about "Fallen brothers"

When they're just like each other, they're even maybe brothers,

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

They've bordered and conquered the fallen provinces

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

Benny trip makes the rules now, i've fallen off track

Dead faces keep my money in a body bag

Fallen through the time hole and cant get back

You and i were basically brothers

Let's enjoy our younger years

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

We brothers forever, to the end and counting

So you finally got the nerve

Born in 95 im my brothers keepers

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

A crest-fallen prodigy