This is a song about "Eat brains"

Pain n drugs leavin our brains to rot

King of the club, i bet you can’t top

Eat you like i eat millions of civilians,

Look this the joint that could get me the spins

High: that's why they call us planes

Just to fuck with your brains

Yeah you know i got that work

Put your brains on the curb

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

It's dangerous, the game is a test to our blank brains,

All created by three great brains

And i ain't got what it takes

I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains

When in fact its your chains that are limiting our brains

Screamed my brains out at my mother

In one way or another