This is a song about "I mess my brothers"

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

You don't mess with 12, my boys

I gets down like brothers are found ducking from bullets

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

My brothers can decease like shakespeare

A born starter, in the game for real

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

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

Please help me doctor my life is a mess

The best is that which i accept and nothing less

Talking of the gods you serve

You and i were basically brothers

These rebels are my brothers

Penncounting pennys over tha years

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

My brothers out producing beats i gotta spit