This is a song about "My brother ben"

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

My close brother will sting you worst than a queen bee

To my own fucking brother

Just to let you know, you are

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Then my brother started picking on me

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Fuckin around so i end up like my brother

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

That my uncle todd and brother rod went to vancouver

In conjunction with the pressure that we're under

Rollex on my neck 20 k for my brother