This is a song about "Miss my bro"

Still lay low between the treble and the bass though

Eatin' their life of a tuna like my idol bro

And i never put a ho before my bro

And i shall commence that i'm the truth, joe

My heart sank when my bro was shot in the streets,

Kush, baby mama-less; yeah no seeds

When i met you, i knew you'd be my bro forever

I won't retire ever, nigga i'm forever clever

I hold the weight... of all my victims on my shoulders bro

But i’m worth it though work this shit so perfect though

I'm on a thousand islands like mcdonald's cows

Ma god i miss your nipples in my mouth

Fearing imma miss my chance

But i’m praying in advance

She’s a star if i ever seen one

To worry about me and my bro steven