This is a song about "Montel my bro"

Mini fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans

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

Cause my charisma is a stigma, i look in the mirror, i'm poisonous vanilla bro/

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto

To make me and my bro happy, their smile was the brightest ray

We get our chefin on, chefin on everyday

I'll show you there's a few good left that exist

I wish my bro was never killed(was never killed),

You're still my bro that i love, got to take ya to school

The straight life's like a sedative, everything's cool

I can make music that makes sense, but not meant to be stable

Quit bro get out my battle winning me is a fable

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

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

To worry about me and my bro steven

She never ready to go so she forever come