This is a song about "Lord s hand in my brain"

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

Beast mode is chained in my brain

The blood is in my veins, killer mode into my brain

Forgetting the seasonslames not in my lane

Lighting up the jays, that i want in my brain

That ass is fat baby ain't no way to hide your frame

I mean of course just the same old

Hand to hand in the cold

Imma make it rain

When the bullet's in my brain

Time after time, again and again

These endorphins are spilling in to my brain

Now in my hand...i have my own earned money

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Something just clicks in my brain

Grown men in this game