This is a song about "Bring"

I'm recordin' that shit on the fuckin' little mic

Manic, your inferior rhymes bring static/

Marshmallows inside my pen

Bring them toe tags in again

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

You just bring up shit randomly

This psychopath will bring the wrath

See her man face-to-face through the glass

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

He always bring the bitching brutality,

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

The freshness of my breath bring your death

Everytime i bring a scheme

Then keep your change like an oink machine

Money bring pain,money bring gain

Aimin' at them skin headed bitches let it rain