This is a song about "Brains surgery"

Rip apart their brains through lyrical dissection,

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Tactical, my brains cell are individual

To give surgery to your lyrics, theyre going to get lit

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

I got something you've been waiting for

Blow your brains out, set you on fire

All created by three great brains

High: that's why they call us planes

Put your brains on the curb

That bitch was racist, got me fired

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave

Splattered his brains all over the place

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains

Do i give em a thanks or slaughter their brains,