This is a song about "Am gonna burst ya brain"

You couldn't even name three kings at the top of ya brain,

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

Im gonna stay on your brain

Blow trees like a hurricane

My momma a og which makes me a don dada

Scream and shout ain't nothing gonna help ya,

Cause i am gonna rise/

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

Beautiful are thou, africa

Scream and shout ain't nothing gonna help ya,

Niggas is unifying as we speak

Now ya mother's never gonna be buried.

Nah dog how am i gonna diss valiente,

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Right flows down and they might go nice

Cause i am gonna rise/