This is a song about "Rappers brother boys cars alcahol smokes"

Udc where he met my mother

To see marshalls brother

We drive around in million dollar sports cars

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

Thinkin' that daddy's just goin' out to get some of his smokes

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Bumping heavy d and the boys

Lost ma mother and my brother

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

Fat rhymes every time, bitch, roseanne bars

And it is to drive in all these fancy cars

Or something that you paid for

I'll get in your brother,

Wait barbies arnt for boys,

Simply out of this world by choice