This is a song about "My brother"

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

And i prayed for my brother to be in no harm

My brother do it too.... tell me what's the difference,

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

We touch down in moscow and take flicks like click click

But my brother said no free, wait for the trick

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Fuckin around so i end up like my brother

My little brother could rap better than you

Or michael vick if ya'll bark nigga ya'll through

Now i can draw your face up pretty

Then my brother started picking on me

If ya do upset metell the cops to come and get merip the crowd like a phone number

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