This is a song about "Brick layer"

But when i come around her crib, i go in on this chick

And he ain’t even gotta look at coke to even hold a brick

When i was 11 got the toolie thick

With a brick, and ill be real quick.

Treats mum like shit splattered on a brick

So drop the slam and let's get sick

Layer of fear flavor of terrors clear mantling i

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

That moschino shit is so back

845 brick squad on the track/

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

I,the first layer of self esteem. and there ain't no prayer to make it clean.

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Getting lower than your diss track to k. brick in the battle,