This is a song about "Brute"

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

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

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

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

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

Pockets probably like fried food

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

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