This is a song about "Money pon mi brain"

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

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

Ain't heard dc since sardines came

You're not usin' your brain

‘cause i’ve got a brain

Trying to renovate the game

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

Tarantula adding poison to your brain

When the bullet's in my brain

Your man wale in his own damn lane

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

Right now using my left brain

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

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

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit

Music is money, money isn't music