This is a song about "Gay brothers"

Fathers and brothers gritty dimple smiles

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

I hope you prayed, unless your gay

I make forty-some dollars a day

We brothers forever, to the end and counting

Abroad flying and bar buying from broad writing

Let's enjoy our younger years

These rebels are my brothers

The motherfucking kenner brothers,

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Royal rumble super smash brothers

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Fresh out the chair with the clippers

Peace be to my brothers and sisters

My brothers need some clothes and shoes

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth