This is a song about "Money pon mi brain"

Well rick james, maury jane

An illusion of the brain

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

I'm the fuckin' menace inside everyone's brain

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

Get the heat ready then i give them that flame

You can't erase these words from your brain

Right now using my left brain

See dog? rap is my aim

Something just clicks in my brain

Im courtside, wizard game

Music is money, money isn't music

So drop the slam and lets get sick

Im gonna stay on your brain

I'll never call you bitch again