This is a song about "Three brothers"

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Never give in to sin, unorthodox for my brothers,

Peace be to my brothers and sisters

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

Or two. or maybe three?

And its simple as that baby

High as shit, i’m in a booth

My brothers need some clothes and shoes

Tryin' do right by you got me here

My brothers can decease like shakespeare

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

My only real influences were my brothers,

That's why i'm makin' money

Fuck, i was number three,

Get your ass privileges with parking meters

Born in 95 im my brothers keepers