Married to the brick, married to the brick/Gave the bitch my last name/Married to the brick/Freddie Kane about to stamp the bitch with my name/I keep a pistol on me and a brick on the desk that nigga Tony
A straight up flex that has him raging like an angry lion, tearing the mic to shreds; no mercy involved. The thooming bassline and bone chilling sirens add to the potency and makes for a vivid take on the consequences of upsetting Gibbs. The vengeance is ripe and fitting for an album that does nothing but reassert itself at every turn. The grind continues for him, no matter the circumstances.