This is a song about "Brandon s stupid"

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

A, b-s-t-r-a-c-t, come in smokin' green, talk about a stupid question, you feelin' me?

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

The world looking out, they on the front row

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

You stupid? there's no such thing

Since we not even talking

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Put my plight in the verse, i bring ‘em closer to mine

And drastic movement of people acting stupid

Give it to these broads,imake em soar back and all that

Bad, just like an 80's car

You get close but no cigar