This is a song about "Whipping the brick"

U got all them drums in there

So keep dreaming and whipping ya hair,

So being in the kitchen whipping would make sense

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Take the brick road for the blue key

Bitch, i might make you my baby

Racking these bars i'm going so hard rebuilding myself again brick by brick.

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

Even if i hit you over the head with a brick or stick,

Know i go ham lika brick house/

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

I'll be whipping this fag / while hes sitting in class

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

Whipping and cruising abusing the curve,

I refuse to be another being on this earth