This is a song about "Inject insanity currency"

I'd rather inject my brain with straight garbage,

I put her on the train, little engine could, bitch

Let's have a toast for this new love

Insanity plea no witness

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

Managing my vanity while channeling my insanity

I swear its driving me into insanity

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle

Inject a chemical in weapons make em more incredible

And i got a little big, keep it low key

The current so concerned with currency

Inject us with a venom, words so hollow

Get him a mauri flow, from the mauri show