This is a song about "Brain surgeon"

They think i'm great whenever i grab the mic i'm a surgeon i operate

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

And i'm the only fucking rapper without a chain

Tarantula adding poison to your brain

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

Like a surgeon ima map out and extract

Lost in the rain

‘cause i’ve got a brain

You're not usin' your brain

So much to say a scrabble game

Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame

Something just clicks in my brain

You watch your mouth around my mama you couldn't cuss mani had a down ass homie though; we ran the streets

Dismembering bars i'm a lyrical surgeon everyone fades likes whispers when i release

Ain't heard dc since sardines came

I guess it's in my brain