This is a song about "Brass"

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

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

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

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

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Majors misbehaving i'mma have to take it digital

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

Cracked as an ass shot with brass

She graduated top of the class

My tongue brass your bum ass get run past i have

But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class

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

See i know when the harsh reality take it's toll

I pray the lord my guns to keep

7 beers deep, brass knuckle da creep