This is a song about "Brutality"

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Start of with ya fingers huh, sounds good to me so sit back an watch the brutality,

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

But then he comes back, fucking brutality

Like rodney king, latasha, and the victims of brutality,

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

To stop all of this brutality.

Bitch, you tried to play me like a dummy

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

Brutality in these lyrics i gotta check my mentality

Recurrently nightmares bring more brutality

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

Just like this beat, prepare to taste plain brutality

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Talking about brutality it's surrounding me like a fucking swarm of bees

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese