This is a song about "Suther bros"

Cunts goin round wid a strap, one shot your bros gone//

For real, you need to go away just like the rain song

Spittin rhymes i'm on bros new beats a new girl and she got a couple of cheeks

Mercy is for the weak when i speak i screamafraid to sleep; i'm havin crazy dreams

But i have something you never get! real friends, real bros. support everywhere,

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

I'm finna break this blunt down and burn me up one

Cause in this tank, it's me and my bros rhyming for fun

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

I only got a few bros like the ventures

That girl you love got your bros in her bed

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet