This is a song about "Money pon mi brain"

Yeah, mi casa su casa, got a stripper like gaza

She say this shit for college, i told her drop her a prada

‘cause i’ve got a brain

I can make it rain

Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again

Tarantula adding poison to your brain

Through all that rain, i kept my flame

Something just clicks in my brain

Imma make it rain

Got a new song in my brain.

Straight conch got a nigga feeling seasick, oh shit

Music is money, money isn't music

When the bullet's in my brain

Ice melts into rain

An illusion of the brain

Your body's right as rain