This is a song about "Brick in yo face"

But you'v got the face of a brick

Ho's, got a list, but i gotta pick

Brush by the bleak brick by brick

I'mma let you hang chick

This ain't yo cup of tea get out my fuckin face

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

Then i'll melt yo face like it was cheddar

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

Oops, too late. in goes your face.

Baby, you got that super bass

Then i bust in her face

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days

And i got them gold bottles, first place

U ain't good to stand in ma face,

In yo arm, and yo wife jaw

I'll be cursing tha law