This is a song about "Were da brothers and the boys at"

Never been to the moon this reefer will help you visit

Or i could lick at da split where your clit sits and tongue flip it.

Poetic brothers and sisters, do good for the listeners,

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

Of others, there own brothers, just for a porsche and the chains,

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

Stubborn hiding under the covers, this fighting and writing is what makes us brothers

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Before i was bawling at night, the warmth and the sky were my fondest respite

Rape her and record it, then edit it with more shit

The green and all the fame, you had skills, were better at it,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

We were drunk and high at the same time, so it's kinda hazy,

This is only for the hip-hop lovers

Bouncing between the extremes of my two brothers/