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

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

Hoes snitched to the po-lice, now my nigga's bustedthe cops whoopin on my nigga in jail

How bout my brother toast kitty, he produces beats that sound like symphony's,

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

You could see in the faces of me, michael, my dad, anyone... my brother.

And to be honest i fathered a lot of brothers in this motherfucker

Ok, chief-in on whatever on another level

My brother, you chose to dance with the devil

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill

Thinking he wont goddamnit he will

All the women say my name, at the same damn time

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress