This is a song about "Look at your nokia brick"

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Need to get your clip pierced, look at you, hip, your britney spears

Streets bad, tyga ill, drake magic

Your name flips to make "brick"

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

Look at that mess look out the window

That's why they salty every where i swear its like a snow day

But its real look at today , look at what you portray,

Murder bet i wrote her, kudos to the killer

Right under your bed, when you look at the mirror

As you look at their faces your convinced it is true.

Wanna know what i been through, what you into

It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard

Bro look at your face its a disgrace, to humanity, you look like you hit third

But before you come to me look at your own reflection

Motherfuck my phone, it never has reception