This is a song about "The stunning brothers"

Bearing the knowledge that, our brothers in africa are hunting resource

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

The hate that caused the conflicts that turned up brothers,

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

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

Rolling with some brothers letting the cash fly. alright, so let me tell you bout the

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

Bout as broken as the home his brothers gonna grow up in/

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

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

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

The motherfucking kenner brothers,

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

We brothers forever, to the end and counting

Words defined with refined elegance, stunning

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king