This is a song about "The bros"

Half these niggas working now, they knocked it down, they're going back

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

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

But i overshine ain't no niggas over sean

You and joe bros for life

What we gotta do to survive

All these 12 year old bros turning into hoes, its so bad i feel like calling the

Troublesome niggahahaha, troublesome 19-motherfuckin'-96let it be known nigga

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

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

We are the hope of the culture, they supposed to listen