This is a song about "Fuck your brains out"

We can fuck up our brains

Never the gold, i wanted gold plated chains

She leave before the sun up, leave you something to think about

I'm 8 ballin with your dealer and he knows my last name get the fuck out

Brains aren't everything, and especially in your case, they're nothing.

Seen too many of y’all getting money, know my turn coming

Niggas brains out cause i fucked they brains out

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains

Fuck life, i’ll cock the gun and pop it, blowing my brains,

He would end up getting shot upnow i could not walk away

Think your fly? fuck guns i pull out and let the #fly #spray

Clear my throat for you, ho? after i'm done fuckin' out your daddy's brains

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

Your brains nothing but two virgin legs…

Monday through monday we be cashing checks