This is a song about "My bro"

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

They all need attention, they call me a g though

She said i'm her hideaway i get her off like a holiday

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

Don't say fuck him, you say they my homies bro

I don't got no time to call, hope that you ain't mad though

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

Wish i could make ma(bro) ma father a king, and my mother a queen

Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow

My last challenger said "sorry youre right bro" told all the hos its a typo!

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

And i didn't know what condescending meant till yesterday

Say bye bye to her

Right with my bro sniper,

Me and my pupils is mutual they not focused as me though

I'mma do it, yeah i think it's my destiny bro