This is a song about "Funky brick"

You might as well brick like humpty dumpty

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

"still chunky, but funky"

She going to borrow some money

Revelations say you either fry or fly

Stack brick on top of brick, yeah laid my

The golden age, 90's, the rapper's ass funky,

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

There's a million names for your kind of chronic

Tom ford tuscan leather smelling like a brick

Your name flips to make "brick"

Teach you how to rope a chick

All cough, crystals off yellow brick road/

The street slang i be speakin in code