This is a song about "Brian dee"

And you got that bomb, huh, i'm tryna detonate you

I'd fuckin' severe your cerebrum singing la dee da doo

Blank check? so you're what happened to brian bonsall?

Gas women then return ‘em like a rental car

Even if there's a j dee dilla hit on it

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

I could be brian and you could be stewart

It's a fools fatewithout your word