This is a song about "Me and my brother acting like gangsters from we r young"

You could see in the faces of me, michael, my dad, anyone... my brother.

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Mac is mighty, got a bunch of whitey's acting like me

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

He's on rappad like "yo justin, man i look up to you, you're like my brother"

If ya do upset metell the cops to come and get merip the crowd like a phone number

Take your time when you’re with me baby

They acting like they know me

This guy is acting like gangsters, in fact he is still acting like youngsters,

The flow hot nasty like a couple siracha flavored used rubbers/

And gangs with specific crews, brother against brother,

Pray for peace with the babies, they a beast in the summer

Or like monumental mixtape of the moment

Future wives and future husbands, yes we were young and