This is a song about "My bros"

My words are my rhythm

Shit, we don't believe none of them

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

That girl you love got your bros in her bed

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

She impress bros but i'm less prone to misled hoes. out of respect though,

Chica-go-getter from odd future, used to ride solo

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

Hoes and bros and average joes chillin' like a sick villain,

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

But i have something you never get! real friends, real bros. support everywhere,