This is a song about "My brain"

But i'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game

The blood is in my veins, killer mode into my brain

Right now using my left brain

Straight shots don’t toast champagne

Hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne

Lighting up the jays, that i want in my brain

So we can live again

I guess it's in my brain

My speeches come from my soul and brain,

And not a single feature except lil wayne

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

Nigga pass the white let it hit my brain

These crazy ass thoughts going through my brain

Flyin’ through the city, all-black, bruce wayne

And starts to illuminate my brain

Blow trees like a hurricane