This is a song about "Young brothers"

My brothers need some clothes and shoes

With women with issues

Hop back in the van and then depart the bitch

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

Fathers and brothers gritty dimple smiles

We will never die, we are forever alive

Let there be made brothers,

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

You little young-ass motherfuckers

Royal rumble super smash brothers

These rebels are my brothers

Penncounting pennys over tha years

My brothers can decease like shakespeare

A born starter, in the game for real

My daughters will have brothers acting overprotective,

You just turn your head, kneel down and then tie your tennis