"See a pussy, slap a pussy nigga/Where I'm from we sell dope until they come get us/Fresh off the porch, lil' league, that's a eightball." So what's the AAA level Brisco? "I can whip a slab to a boulder/Any nigga stylin on the clique, I expose him." Okay, I got you. You're signed to the majors already though, so you're beyond having to slang off the porch OR whip the work until it turns white. If you're that heavy in the drug game, you should have minor league players underneath you doing the dirt, but if you're even heavier in the music game you shouldn't need to be illicit at all. Like other rappers of late from Florida though who play up their pharmaceutical credentials (think Rick Ross) it's all about sounding convincing no matter how little or how much work you ever pushed (if any). The most convincing thing here is the beat, but I have no production credits and can find none - all I know is I got this promo from a distributor named "Papa Smirf." It's a decent enough Brisco song, but it's nothing special.