What's up B<-- that's literal, his punches sting then he's dead
Home bread, Brix is kin to hicks thrivin on incest and paint lead
Thinkin You're tight? Shit, everyone you've beaten is ass backwards
I'll son this rapper, then leave the thread of this wack bastard
Is B-Ball'n and gangstah? Only when he's tossin Brix and bustin blanks
Rape this ho like I'm fuckin skanks, invest in knives and take his throat to the bank
Walk the plank, you're fuckin wack and need to get off the board
Don't even own a gun, only put a hole in one on a golfing tour
This kid ain't a rapper no more, only sellin out on a gamblin tout
Liquifyin his organs, so Brixton could let it go and pour his heart out

Look at his sig for the 3rd line. For 4th line...Son/leave/Bastard(you figure it out). If you don't know what Tout means....look it up.