[Intro]
I had to do it myself
I had to do it myself despite what they thought
I mean, if I didn't, who would?
You gonna love me man
Whats up man? (Whats up.)

(Verse 1)
As if we were villains by necessity
Maybe I gotta work on my broliloquy
Because even if we past every tragedy
There's always going to be a little comedy
Periodically I'm in my element: Bromine
So keen with not gangster lean, just gleam
Self-esteem went through the roof, here's the proof
I'll have you broken, aloof, and gone just like poof
Brocabuluary knowledge, street-smart polished
Like the fingernails on the punk rock logic
Brobust and vibrant, a fresher vibe
Inside I ride with pride that's less than snide
So ask me a question, and I'll answer passionately
If you're waiting for the brotation, wait for eternity
Because I'll be here permanently
Broting these words so fervently

[Chorus]
I'll be that bro on the go
Scrambling up in the know
Laying down tracks and flows, and oh, so whoa
I be posted on a whole other globe
And show, I'll be that bro on the go

[Interlude]

(Verse 2)
Broasted and flamed up by instant hate
Let me sign for the rebate for a better future state
Emails for the retail leave my detail
Analyzed by the guys saying I am female
But regardless I got the bromo that makes em so blown
Not rocking brolos but in the brozone
Solo, chill glow, like a brozen lightbulb
Meaning, my ideas are freezing as they take hold
Broperation is necessary, but force will be used
So conclude that in another mood I'll be crude
Brocially networking across bandwidth and wires
Through a universal language of heart and fire
Burning, learning, earning my stripes
Yearning, turning, observing this life
Let me rephrase if you don't understand
I'm the kid, the bro, standing up to the Bland

[Chorus]
I'll be that bro on the go
Scrambling up in the know
Laying down tracks and flows, and oh, so whoa
I be posted on a whole other globe
And show, I'll be that bro on the go