This is a song about "Free my brother"

My best friends brother hung himself,

Bitch, don't mess this up for yourself

Then my brother started picking on me

They gotta point em out baby

Anonymoose peace, keep it trill my brother,

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

You could see in the faces of me, michael, my dad, anyone... my brother.

I am not paying no motherfucking retail for purple label this summer

Cause i break it out a lot

My brother need a new job

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

Had to watch to my own brother die in my arms

Trapped in my sins, can i break free?

She going to borrow some money

Lost ma mother and my brother

And i ain't frontin for her