This is a song about "Three brothers"

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

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

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

When your religion has made decisions to spill the blood of brothers,

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

Born in 95 im my brothers keepers

Yo man bars part number three

High heel wearer, hell of a body

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

Bouncing between the extremes of my two brothers/

I'm a jedi so i see three

I ain't tryna fight back, but baby

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

Peace be to my brothers and sisters

For that j number three

Plottin' don’t even worry