This is a song about "The prune brothers"

And the sun don't shine and you mind just wonders

The motherfucking kenner brothers,

Bouncing between the extremes of my two brothers/

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

Oldest nation on this earth

Let there be made brothers,

We'd have you fallin' and now you scrapin' from that kemba shake

Disintegrate the others like the brothers wanted to integrate

This is for all the brothers who think they're not worth living

Someone gotta be telling someone somebody is tripping

Stubborn hiding under the covers, this fighting and writing is what makes us brothers

It's enough to make you crazy, it's fuckin with my domeya only live once on this earth

Multiple colors, my mind's more productive than others

When they're just like each other, they're even maybe brothers,

But when im with my brothers with this haze in the car

Weekend trippin to wherever, only heaven is far