This is a song about "Brass"

So their enemy's buckle at the might of my brass knuckle

Cause see way back, i thought to fuck with you was impossible

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

I sip the forty ounces, and mix that shit like brass monkey,

My tongue brass your bum ass get run past i have

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

Minutes or so, so make it last, make it fast, buffer my brass staff,

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Nah, i wouldn’t wish fame on my enemy

Snoop dogg and eazy-e, weed and brass monkey,

No days off and i ain't gettin’ sleep

7 beers deep, brass knuckle da creep

Cracked as an ass shot with brass

Your life is a product of trash

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

Believe me don't think it's lie, want to revive my past, crazy brass,