This is a song about "My turbo brick"

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Know i go ham lika brick house/

Heystop running your mouth

I'm about to snap

845 brick squad on the track/

With a brick, and ill be real quick.

Just like a cannon from the teen in nick

Stack brick on top of brick, yeah laid my

God damn it, i'm one hell of a guy

I throw em on his knees against the brick wall on the ceiling

Think we can fit ten in, bowls packed with everything

Your name flips to make "brick"

I bet you hear that white music

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

While the rest of the cinema is covering their eyes while they shit a brick