This is a song about "Money pon mi brain"

I'll teach you 'bout equity and real estate honey

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

I guess it's in my brain

You just tryin' to run game

I got that goodman game

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

You're not usin' your brain

Well rick james, maury jane

Guess you niggas wasn't listening, homeroom shit

Music is money, money isn't music

Trying to renovate the game

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

And starts to illuminate my brain

Why don't you take a sip up on this champagne