This is a song about "Money pon mi brain"

And not a single feature except lil wayne

A constant smog surrounding my brain.

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

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

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

Jabberwocky for a brain

But they're filling up your brain,money let lil wayne go insane

I like the way you talk ya game we mite be one and the same

Get so much brain and money, enrich the dummy, aint it funny?

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Love turns into pain

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

You're not usin' your brain

Down in dallas at the all-star game