This is a song about "Little brothers"

I know my brothers would die for me.

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

The hate that caused the conflicts that turned up brothers,

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

When your religion has made decisions to spill the blood of brothers,

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

My brothers need some clothes and shoes

Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy

I have four brothers that look up to me

From who knows what brothers don't bother

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

Oldest nation on this earth

Born in 95 im my brothers keepers

The motherfucking kenner brothers,

Let's enjoy our younger years