This is a song about "If your gonna bring arms then u gotta bring it heavy"

Manic, your inferior rhymes bring static/

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

Ain't gotta brain and nothin' to bring to the whole table,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track

When we bring out them choppers, you gonna have heart attack.

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

I'll bring a thunderous storm and trap you in it till you reach your limit

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Like the nets, if you're gonna get hot then you gotta start a fire

And it's well known that rell home

And don't you bring your camera phone

When they bring it back down

No reason to be around

But it don't mean nothing if it doesn't bring a check to me

As i seenobody cares about my history