This is a song about "Dylan brittle"

I mean of course just the same old

Sterling silver falls like brittle gold.

Not for the weak, frail and brittle

I'm the best, even when i'm cynical

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Cause you broke me down im so brittle

And my songs when they reach they official

Not for the weak, frail, and brittle

Not for the weak, frail and brittle

Lady at the frank stand will

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

I brittle your ribs, you the type of guy that fiddles with kids

To the beats which i've ridden from this brittle prison that i lived in for days

I'mma keep it real kid i’m just hatinain’t a opportunity i ain’t take close chase