This is a song about "Dope boys in bricks"

Used to find dope in his coat

Here nigga on the road

As: i forgot it’s mother’s day

The boys in blue! get 'em trey!

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

I bring the tension in bricks, your raised it up a couple grams,

In the mood for sex they shit bricks when my dicks erect

Cause i was never hesitant to represent

My heart is all kind of cold, hope that you all got a coat

I stay with in a shell of hope that my rhymes will stay dope

Cocaine, he had that game in a smash

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

Yessir... momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

Bricks in there pockets cuz they run like pigs, the other team should shut there