This is a song about "Anne bradstreet"

Brace for impact, error syntax, percolate synapses

Screw a chick, go outside and give the coupe a kiss

You could love it or hate it but he was prime time

Bitch u better brace yourself. its wintertime

Blame the name, fame, brace for grace, stay away of this face.

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

This ain't gta, grab that ak, brace and run this archaic district/

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Brace hard for impact and a new sensation

Hello, hi, good morning, brace yourself

Cause i can't seem to feel myself

Na you better stop n brace, imma send you to space

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

We could only wait like captive in binaries as angels brace the search for discoveries.

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace