This is a song about "Brick squad1917"

And i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew

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

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

Racking these bars i'm going so hard rebuilding myself again brick by brick.

But you'v got the face of a brick

Pose, click, pose, click

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

Stack brick on top of brick, yeah laid my

Start climbing up the charts, so sick, but they tried to clown

So i'm on my firm biz wit a brick of that foxxy brown

Your name flips to make "brick"

No bullshit, i'm mike with the mic

845 brick squad on the track/

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap