This is a song about "Functions of parts of the brain"

And i wanted all parts of her

The choice can be no other

An illusion of the brain

I can make it rain

That's where i hound your wife, she see the 4 pounds of ice

Of life, harm my bodily functions to be precise

I done lost too many homies to this motherfuckin' game

Thieves lurking in the dark like poltergeist, moving pieces of my brain

Burn't, can't afford any strains / of the herb which'll open my brain

But that was way before i made the dough and met the game

Arguably retarded cause after sex we stop again

I'm talking about lain that insane in the brain piece of pain

I can't complaini've seen my fair share of the fame

Im partin seas, and parts of me is insane

Brain wash till the thought of you *throws up* yack

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that