This is a song about "Brickey"

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

I like alliterative verses, i like cussing and inovative curses

I'll imprison your loved ones in burning furnace

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

And rhyme like carlcee. i tell about my service like its my own fuckin policy.

Packed with potential my goal is give quality rather than quantity