This is a song about "Money pon mi brain"

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

I'll never call you bitch again

Right now using my left brain

Floor seats at that wizards game

Love turns into pain

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

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

We the motherfucking best, word to my mama

Tarantula adding poison to your brain

Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again

You just tryin' to run game

Got a new song in my brain.

A constant smog surrounding my brain.

Balling, but it’s not a game

‘cause i’ve got a brain

Ain't heard dc since sardines came