This is a song about "Build up"

But its enough to build with the bricks of an empire

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

Never be happy unless u build from me a golden hall

People get scared when they see us, so they build more prisons

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Boy, you can’t tell me a damn thang

Would you like to build a snowman

Just watch me build my dynasty.

It's a battlejust for tha big money

Build superior, exterior reinforced by a feral source

And shorty, you straight, bet you look way better without no drawers

I'll let them build their own reputation

Damn, now that's what the fuck you call dedication

The more i try to build my rep, the more i seem to fuck it up.

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup