This is a song about "Money pon mi brain"

Grown men in this game

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

All them other boys targets and i'm flawless with the aim

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

I guess it's in my brain

See dog? rap is my aim

Flyin’ through the city, all-black, bruce wayne

Jabberwocky for a brain

Playing field ain't levelling the lane

A constant smog surrounding my brain.

I'm babe ruth in this game, beige coupe in the lane

Tarantula adding poison to your brain

These crazy ass thoughts going through my brain

I love that hour glass shape you got up on that frame