This is a song about "Bust a brick"

Treats mum like shit splattered on a brick

Streets bad, tyga ill, drake magic

I'm seeing things that's being mean making me sick

Tom ford tuscan leather smelling like a brick

Wear a rubber bust her out and then she's out the door!

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Even if i hit you over the head with a brick or stick,

You're fired and tired, you can't stay up like a limp dick

Knuckles like a callous it's like a fuckin' brick hit you

I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue

Raised by the streets, i can make a beat off a brick wall

I get brain everyday; i'm a know it all

It's a must that i bust any mic you're hand to me,

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

Cause when i bust my raps i'm a fucking genius

Five out of nine broads all get curious