This is a song about "Step brothers"

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

From who knows what brothers don't bother

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

My only real influences were my brothers,

These rebels are my brothers

Know just what your worth

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

The hate that caused the conflicts that turned up brothers,

On the road to riches this is the fork i'm hitting

We brothers forever, to the end and counting

Ha, the envy of dime dealers

Born in 95 im my brothers keepers

Bouncing between the extremes of my two brothers/

Multiple colors, my mind's more productive than others

You and i were basically brothers

This is only for the hip-hop lovers