This is a song about "Brittle"

Not for the weak, frail and brittle

I don't need no single

Not for the weak, frail and brittle

Yea it look official

Cause you broke me down im so brittle

Baby girl my stroke official

You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old

Sterling silver falls like brittle gold.

I brittle your ribs, you the type of guy that fiddles with kids

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

I'mma keep it real kid i’m just hatinain’t a opportunity i ain’t take close chase

To the beats which i've ridden from this brittle prison that i lived in for days

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple

Not for the weak, frail, and brittle