This is a song about "Bring"

The freshness of my breath bring your death

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress

I bring the meat, you bring the cabbage, i bring the heat, you bring the draft picks,

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Don't let em bring you down

We ball, that breakdown

We dont even fuck with what you bring

Ricky is sitting, baba was sitting

Everytime i bring a scheme

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Shit, like i ain't been through the scars and bruises

Bygone blockades - better bring your bazookas

Once as a slave who imagined being free

You just bring up shit randomly

I got mine while the rest of ya'lls was still looking

Moving on to better things, to better us, it better bring