This is a song about "Stupid brothers"

My brothers can decease like shakespeare

I'm just saying rap's dead when i'm not here

You stupid? there's no such thing

Which means she ain't never hear nothing

The master of this rap shit

My rap does sound stupid,

Let there be made brothers,

So you finally got the nerve

Really your so stupid

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

Picture me lettin this chump survive

Fathers and brothers gritty dimple smiles

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

The motherfucking kenner brothers,

From who knows what brothers don't bother

Just to let you know, you are