This is a song about "Brass knuckles"

Catch bitches like i'm fishin with a fuckin brass pole

But i didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

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

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

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

He digs a blade in his knuckles which makes for deadly punches

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

Knuckles like a callous it's like a fuckin' brick hit you

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

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

I'll fight unil my bone collapse don't give a fuck if my knuckles do crack

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Cracked as an ass shot with brass

Crawls right down the crack of your ass