This is a song about "Money pon mi brain"

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

Straight shots don’t toast champagne

You can't erase these words from your brain

I ain't even start yet, this is propane

A constant smog surrounding my brain.

Hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

So pon de replay, rihanna quit talking.

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

I make music for a reason, didn't vote obama

You're not usin' your brain

Then lost her faith again

But they're filling up your brain,money let lil wayne go insane

To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game

Money bring pain,money bring gain

Well, brenda's barely got a brain