This is a song about "Money pon mi brain"

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

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

And reflect on the rap game, i came

A constant smog surrounding my brain.

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

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

Upstairs inside of my brain,

Take advice keep it clean don't complain

You're not usin' your brain

Then lost my faith again

Money bring pain,money bring gain

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

Tarantula adding poison to your brain

Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame