This is a song about "Love from brothers"

When i'm blown i can work proper

From who knows what brothers don't bother

We was loonie i suppose, you could

Got love from the hood so it's all good

See niggas lose it all and follow that liquor advice

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

Let there be made brothers,

Know just what your worth

They get no love from me

They gotta point em out baby

I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.

Move like i’m walking with an open case

From an innocent little child, i grew up to love gore

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Fathers and brothers gritty dimple smiles

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives