This is a song about "Lewis murray"

Since she wasn't really cribbing to his living

With a mu'fuckin' dream, like i'm martin luther king

Your name flips to make "brick"

Baby am i slick

If you don't give a fuck, put your hands up high

Stack brick on top of brick, yeah laid my

Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some

Nerds are testing, hit 'em when i switch to smith and wesson,

Martian oh hi there hows martin, i'd like to say i'm a gentleman quite charming

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Fifty grand in my pants like ivy smith

We did it again last king, ymcmbi don't pay for bitches