This is a song about "Eyebrow"

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

This track will be in ya ear refresh

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

Your blushing, cuz my fist gave you rounds of kiss tough,

Like a small garage in your backyard

You bite my lip cause you like to leave your mark,

I'll grip my fist around your throat,

New canvas she need a new stroke

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

To commit ear sins, for you and your kin

Retarded flow to your noggin, go & put your head in the helmet

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit