This is a song about "My brotha"

It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good

Wrong niggas and end up to be jus like my fatha. man my lil brotha really look

Yeah, work, fuck you niggas, pay me though

Im a young brotha with a cold flow

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

Dope niggas locked out 4 year rap drought

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

Real motherfuckin g's, this one is for you

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

This is my original, my validation

Brotha lynch may be mean

62 dreams, roll a date with some lean