This is a song about "Money pon mi brain"

With my name on em: that’s a damn shame

You're not usin' your brain

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

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

Tarantula adding poison to your brain

I turned into something they never became

Through all that rain, i kept my flame

I guess it's in my brain

Upstairs inside of my brain,

Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

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

Im courtside, wizard game

Blood stain, your slain, your brain