This is a song about "Brook"

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

Ya’ll gonna suffer flood if i spit on my palm

We have a good time, we really don't suffer

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Let's sweat out this alcohol, bet i'm about to ball

Life is a waterfall,can we understand it all?

Laying live souls on your damn death bed,

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep

Rappers then cement their feet and leave them sleep in the creek

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Suffer from dyspnea like i live in seoul, korea

Ya freak, purely weak, choke artist ya can't speak, floating down shits creek

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

Kill that whore right there in my bed

And please never disrespect my set