This is a song about "My drug attic brother"

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

My close brother will sting you worst than a queen bee

My little brother could rap better than you

Miss couldn't get them jimmy choos cause tuition is due

And i prayed for my brother to be in no harm

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

This man can single handedly save the culture

Rollex on my neck 20 k for my brother

Fuckin around so i end up like my brother

The therapist said hello but my mom would wonder

She can't be my mother

To my own fucking brother

We popping bottles, it don't stop

My brother need a new job