This is a song about "Brief"

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

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Create life with the beats, alicia keys

Not some brief that the motif is high relief

Mines is family over everything

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

Real nigga shit i gotta make it one day

But for that brief minute reality goes away,

Who hate to see what people brief

And ya'll don't know no beef

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

Cigarettes only give me a minute of brief relief,

Why are we still conversing when i'm sure you've heard the chorus

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