This is a song about "Two brothers rapping for money"

So its time for verse two

I'll tell you baby that we're through

Hustle for dis country money

Blow up on this society

Either way we body for money

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

We come through throbbing like thunder storms

I'm rapping for royal records

Yup money talks, but for you money walks

Ironic cause your lipstick is red, of course

I set a table for two

I wanna be next to you

I guess i met you for a reason only time could tell, but well

My and my 10 brothers dont have money for tha bail. it's hell,