This is a song about "Warner brothers"

Know just what you worth

These rebels are my brothers

Bouncing between the extremes of my two brothers/

And there ain't been no buster, prepared for you suckers

Fresh out the chair with the clippers

Peace be to my brothers and sisters

The motherfucking kenner brothers,

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

This ones for the lovers

Let there be made brothers,

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

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

So brothers sisters and cousins could embrace

And you'll probably lose your mind tryna save face

Multiple colors, my mind's more productive than others

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