This is a song about "Bricks"

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

You just need to know i’m comin’, i’ll kill you niggas this summer

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

It’s a party in my pants and you invited with all that dance

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

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

She literally shit bricks/

The jiggas and the tips

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

I'm flipping bricks; spitting sick as syphilis

Shout out bobby on hundreds

My shit is heavy, droppin bricks

Now my shit is like a crip sneaker

The workers slingin' mud bricks, rhymes are sweeter,

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

But its enough to build with the bricks of an empire