This is a song about "Fifa brothers"

I got something you've been waiting for

From who knows what brothers don't bother

My daughters will have brothers acting overprotective,

Red berry everywhere, got puff getting jealous

I have four brothers that look up to me

Cause all i want is you, baby

Probably fuck up your budget, yea, i’m playing with numbers

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

You and i were basically brothers

Talking of the gods you serve

Peace be to my brothers and sisters

We just trynna be winners

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

It to others got two role models aka brothers

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

When your religion has made decisions to spill the blood of brothers,