This is a song about "My brothee"

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Thats how i live my life thats my motto thats my armor.

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

And the judge never knew which substance i used

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Swift-made switch blades made a big incision in him

After lebron, i'm what's next

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

This is my original, my validation

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

My destiny's written in my blood hidden inside my head

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

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

She would throw a pout how i'm showing out