This is a song about "Money pon mi brain"

Time after time, again and again

And starts to illuminate my brain

Tyler the creator invented some new shit

Music is money, money isn't music

I wish i’ll never see you again

When the bullet's in my brain

They'd rather see us locked in chains, please explain

A constant smog surrounding my brain.

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

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne

Money bring pain,money bring gain

I can make it rain

You're not usin' your brain

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

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