This is a song about "Brain rap"

When the bullet's in my brain

I'll never call you bitch again

Blow trees like a hurricane

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame

Im going insane its like no brain

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

Cuz i fuck any rap makin the rap game my main whore, as my lyrical brain brings more,

I turned into something they never became

Tarantula adding poison to your brain

All them other boys targets and i'm flawless with the aim

A bargain against the arsonist's sicko brain

I rap like my brain is twisted,

All you wanna do is get that stick

Im gonna stay on your brain

I got that goodman game