This is a song about "That s my bro"

That happen to act like a black president

S on my chest like a superman vest

Shawty open your soul, pray that protools agree though

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

Memories of my nigga but he dead now

But i'm that bro whos raps are strog like a bow

That´s not what we taught you, you swore an oath

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Cause hype gets you rick mirer'd every single time

You see the devil is alive but he work slow

I'm smokin' that weed while i fuck with my high's bro

No bro because thats my thing

I got them saying

But meanwhile my 16's screaming like "peeps please"

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice