This is a song about "Whipping the brick"

Under ya nose a rose grew with no sun at all

Raised by the streets, i can make a beat off a brick wall

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

Whipping and cruising abusing the curve,

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

With a brick, and ill be real quick.

Your name flips to make "brick"

Go crazy when she hear music

I’m simply fuckin’ with bitches that know they whole position

Whipping up win after win easier than it is to sin

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

Still stop and i laugh; ma, get them rocks in your ass

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

She always comin back

845 brick squad on the track/