This is a song about "Bring"

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

He always bring the bitching brutality,

I bring the heat like the

She acting all extra

I gingerly bring my delivery/

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Bring down your tower i'm picking

This ain't easy, im thinking

Bygone blockades - better bring your bazookas

But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

The freshness of my breath bring your death

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

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

Chattering bring back other things