This is a song about "Smokin brick"

Tom ford tuscan leather smelling like a brick

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

Out there on my bumper like a city cop

Break off a whole brick they blast back but i won't stop

Follow the yellow brick road, stroll down southern streets

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

Getting lower than your diss track to k. brick in the battle,

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

She always comin back

845 brick squad on the track/

Brush by the bleak brick by brick

Killing these niggas off quick

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

And he ain’t even gotta look at coke to even hold a brick