This is a song about "I mess my brothers"

That's the way, you can move it baby

I have four brothers that look up to me

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Before you mess with me i guess its best first to witness my prowess/

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

Polluting my computer are the sons of such medusas//a mess

That he'll mess up my plans

Sorry mr. charlie won't chap dance

You and i were basically brothers

Let's enjoy our younger years

Peace be to my brothers and sisters

When they twist and talk with they fingers

My brothers need some clothes and shoes

High as shit, i’m in a booth