This is a song about "Thots and bro"

Tell these thots to go blow the frank

You’re on neon lights in my bank

Where i from, it get cold

And bro, you've been deposed

Wale dc said we on joe

Are we living or dead bro

Not a product on the market that can offer this feeling

Bro enough farting, i'll teach ya how to swing rap and sing

I'm here bro, and i'm getting ready to own/

She like, girl you wrong running away from home

Hit, i never call her back. bet she keep on coming back

Paid for trips to italy for me, her, my bro and dad.

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

Chill bro and enjoy your marijuana high

Something mean, look exactly just like the song say

To make me and my bro happy, their smile was the brightest ray