This is a song about "Money pon mi brain"

And starts to illuminate my brain

Well rick james, maury jane

Straight shots don’t toast champagne

‘cause i’ve got a brain

Right now using my left brain

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

I love that hour glass shape you got up on that frame

These crazy ass thoughts going through my brain

Got a new song in my brain.

Parking lot of the blue flame

So much to say a scrabble game

An illusion of the brain

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

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