This is a song about "Money pon mi brain"

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

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

‘cause i’ve got a brain

Lost in the rain

Then lost my faith again

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

You just tryin' to run game

And starts to illuminate my brain

Parking lot of the blue flame

Playing field ain't levelling the lane

An illusion of the brain

Straight shots don’t toast champagne

You're not usin' your brain