This is a song about "Bricks"

I bring the tension in bricks, your raised it up a couple grams,

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

For honey, i will live, be a father for the kids

Fuck a drive by ill walk up to your house and toss bricks

You need a pair of new kicks even if you need to sell bricks

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Stack a gang of bricks racks on racks get our grind on

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Bricks, cement and mortar couldn't repair the damage i caused her,

Whether it's god almighty, or the almighty dollar

If ya’ll about to hate then alleviate the diss

I'm flipping bricks; spitting sick as syphilis

She literally shit bricks/

Went out and had a church of kids