This is a song about "Bring"

Manic, your inferior rhymes bring static/

I like my glasses full, as if my eyes is big

Thug for life nigga

I bring the heat like the

Dead faces keep my money in a body bag

Come on pick'em up, bring me back..bring me back!!

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

Bygone blockades - better bring your bazookas

Money bring pain,money bring gain

Who feel 9 to 5, seeing me again

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

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

Maybe you should expect bring in,

Ambition, pardon my ambition

This is just an indication that we still working

Feigning my interest in the lies that they bring,