This is a song about "Brief"

Cause there could never be peace

Who hate to see what people brief

I'll be brief, they deceived us, told us lies when they should have believed us

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

Cigarettes only give me a minute of brief relief,

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

But for that brief minute reality goes away,

Morty let me use the maybach back in may

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

The thing you call 'rapping', too brief 'n' he fall napping,

Not some brief that the motif is high relief

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

Cause we all know you and rap just had a brief fling/

And she would do anything for everything