This is a song about "Miss my brother"

Had to watch to my own brother die in my arms

Hit the green like running backs with no yards

Then my brother started picking on me

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Fearing imma miss my chance

For setting up traps

Press throw and brother see my demons in three pieces

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

I'm after you bringing traffic through

My little brother could rap better than you

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her

To my own fucking brother

And to be honest i fathered a lot of brothers in this motherfucker

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

Or you just might miss my wink

Beach on the weekend