This is a song about "Moving brick"

Moving pounds wit aggression

What up girl, tell me how you been

845 brick squad on the track/

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

Saying fuck a nigga quick, quick

Brush by the bleak brick by brick

Tom ford tuscan leather smelling like a brick

Just like a cannon from the teen in nick

Im moving so fast im moving right past,

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

Im moving right past ya

Kicks new, my denim, raw

Treats mum like shit splattered on a brick

Teach you how to rope a chick

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Someone you love but stay focused and moving