This is a song about "Cranium"

Unless you eatin' pussy that smell like it's a stale plum

Y'all blessed with shit in your cranium since you bit uranium

#so. go off the dome, #like, my #cranium #broke, yo.

This just ain't no song shit, do this for my city joe

With some white dust from wings i crushed back in the knack/ and a rack of spices i pour on top/

And god forbid i see a wizard and get a brain in my titanium cranium dog

I ain't gonna have ya try ta have you play me like a silly clown

Bitch, get that shit through your cranium befo' i break it down

I aim to cause strain until your cranium busts,

I get approached by animal activists

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

Leaving your cranium split in half, like pie but this is a rhyme not a graph,

Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some

Picking words from the top of my cranium

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

New passtime invadin ya cranium like we came up ya sinus/