This is a song about "Faze brittle"

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

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

With a honey in the middle

Not for the weak, frail, and brittle

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

I am saze burn others like blaze now gonna make you faze

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

Yet don't owe them niggas nothing but potent lyrics

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Im not racist but i am crazy non of them fake ass killers can faze me,

Not for the weak, frail and brittle

As i light one for ill will

When im happy, i act crazy drinkin like swazy and still no one can faze me,

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party