This is a song about "My brotha"

These my rhymes and my story

Sing it to em' shorty

Just remember us from time to time when you drop them lines

Now i know my wrongs from my rights, days from my nights

My streaks my testament.

See me with a husband

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Dope niggas locked out 4 year rap drought

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

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

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

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

This is my original, my validation