This is a song about "Brains"

All created by three great brains

One verse is all it takes

Spent weeks wondering why my brains getting scanned

You stood me up and i understand

My bitch: she educated, walking college grounds

Brains spill, spurt, forming projected blood drought's!

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

When in fact its your chains that are limiting our brains

Blow your brains out, set you on fire

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Uh, your brains will blow up just like fireworks

So you finally got the nerve

Over there are the torture chambers, floors filled with brains,

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains