This is a song about "Big brain theory"

To impress a chick

Yeah my ego aint that big,

With my name on em: that’s a damn shame

Right now using my left brain

When the bullet's in my brain

Trying to renovate the game

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby

But that's a theory you must turn off all your tv's to see

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

You just tryin' to run game

I guess it's in my brain

Now that's what you call a game

An illusion of the brain

See dog? rap is my aim

Why are we immersed in a theory of heaven?

We sometimes acknowledge the beat as from