This is a song about "My brother thinking he s the man"

I'm a bad motherfucker

Lost ma mother and my brother

He's on rappad like "yo justin, man i look up to you, you're like my brother"

Ya'll better hope 2012 really real, cause the way i feel i'mma make ya'll suffer

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

He was my brother to, playing call of duty with him at night way past two,

I wish my brother was freed, they fill the jails with blacks cause we can't afford the bail,

I pray whenever i’m seen in my city i forever resemble braille

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

It's a shameso much pressure on my brain

But pussy and patron will make you feel alright

My brother on the bottom bunk, hates it, but it's all right

Gold chains, 24, niggas must be shinin' more

A man around 40, he answers the door,