This is a song about "Money pon mi brain"

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

A constant smog surrounding my brain.

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

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

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

Im gonna stay on your brain

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

Now you scratchin' on my back, i see your pleasure in my pain

Ain't heard dc since sardines came

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

Balling, but it’s not a game

Upstairs inside of my brain,

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

In you brain money is the game.. this green got me higher then a plane