This is a song about "Hanging with bros"

Inferior, but i'm nice

You and joe bros for life

My sim card's the bomb

No point in hanging on

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

Hanging with the wrong morons in this world i was thrown on.

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

I only got a few bros like the ventures

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

If we was giving daps to everybody left you hanging

Hanging, on a thread with a rope around my neck

I don't want you to have my permit yet

I can survive with my bros and some luck...

I be deeping her up, said the d is a drug