This is a song about "Losing a brother"

A deep slit, watch pools of blood drip losing himself can't get a grip

And they'll forever out ya, that's why you always quiet

I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass

A sister with big boobs and tight ass and a brother who go in 4th class

I’m simply fuckin’ with bitches that know they whole position

Im the shit you feel after losing a competition.

And gangs with specific crews, brother against brother,

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Got me a big brother who gives me black eye

I shine like something in the sky

Coz if that bitch is dull enough to let a brother hit it,

And i don't blame you, cause game gets swang like it ain't shit

But if you think a brother wants a kid, its a misconception,

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win