This is a song about "Only brothers"

When they're just like each other, they're even maybe brothers,

Multiple colors, my mind's more productive than others

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you

Branko brothers gone and gang wars too

"what you doin'?" nothin' much, would shout some other stuff

My daughters will have brothers acting overprotective,

We brothers forever, to the end and counting

Abroad flying and bar buying from broad writing

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

So brothers sisters and cousins could embrace

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

It to others got two role models aka brothers

Fathers and brothers gritty dimple smiles

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

These rebels are my brothers

Talking about the god you serve