This is a song about "Brief"

Not some brief that the motif is high relief

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

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

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

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

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

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

Cigarettes only give me a minute of brief relief,

Like being garbage some type of disease

Who hate to see what people brief

But for that brief minute reality goes away,

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday