This is a song about "Young brothers"

Branko brothers gone and gang wars too

I'm eating real good, no soup for you

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

Probably fuck up your budget, yea, i’m playing with numbers

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

We love each other, nothin' subtle, be like fuckin' brothers,

I know my brothers would die for me.

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

My kicks like my chick, i don’t need to know the numbers

Never give in to sin, unorthodox for my brothers,

Oldest nation on this earth

Let there be made brothers,

You fail at life, i'll mug your teachers

Born in 95 im my brothers keepers

My brothers out producing beats i gotta spit

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that