This is a song about "Dope boys in bricks"

Convicts in streets slangin' dope smokin' weed

We have so much in common, starting at the feet

Boys oink like you in the middle

Baby girl my stroke official

But i let off everything i have

Group of white boys came out, their pockets rich in cash

The workers slingin' mud bricks, rhymes are sweeter,

I move the club like a poker dealer

I be giving work to the kids

Nigga's shit bricks when they see my sticks,

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job

Think about it in the mean time i'm a smoke this dope,

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

Group of white boys came out, their pockets rich in cash