This is a song about "Fun times with brothers"

Same weed good times with a different scent

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

Never the gold, i wanted gold plated chains

Okay, okay, times up, no more fun and games

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

And other times i could only settle my depression with rapping,

But you know women lieits like i sent my love with a text two times

While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines

What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup

My relationship with my brothers is complicated as fuck.

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

After an umbrella run i'm having hella fun playing with heavy guns

Hop in and let me test drive

You better get with the times

Pssst... psssssst... aiyyoare you afraid to die, or do you wanna live forever

Its just getting a way with murder is mad fun nobody will ever