This is a song about "Black brick"

Pepe le pew my music

Brush by the bleak brick by brick

And i thought i was black

Where the black girls get their weaves back

Take the brick road for the blue key

20 racks really thats sneaker money

Follow the yellow brick road, stroll down southern streets

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop

Break off a whole brick they blast back but i won't stop

Know i go ham lika brick house/

Freakin' out all i see is clouds

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

While the rest of the cinema is covering their eyes while they shit a brick