This is a song about "Brute"

Born a brute, hitting bongs n' zoots im lost in youth

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Gettin' dumb and dumber, you a brute, homes?

I'm a brute, your sister blow my flute,

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

And stabbing this ice cube look-a-like to show you a nigga with attitude

So if i seem a little mean to you this aint savage you aint never seen a brute