This is a song about "Taking care of my 4yr bro"

Hit towns with coke, a .45 blue as chrome

16 years old taking care of child that wasnt my own,

I take care of everything like it was my newborn baby

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

She tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

You gone take care of my

I hold the weight... of all my victims on my shoulders bro

They all need attention, they call me a g though

Whip purple and yellow, hello

Eating late at night, with my bro

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

Bro ma story i just told don't care if i lose cause i ain't a rap lord

That new c-l fly

You gone take care of my

Says money in the air

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care