This is a song about "My brain is for me to use intelligently"

I swear that jesus is tight but you don't have to use my word for it

Nah i don't stunt on niggas, i show'em how to do this shit

Red berry everywhere, got puff getting jealous

My brain seemed ready to fight, but my peers told me to show no fuss

So we can live again

I like to fuck up my brain

My brain is a bit scattered.

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard

So much to say a scrabble game

And starts to illuminate my brain

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

Now you scratchin' on my back, i see your pleasure in my pain

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi in this bougie ass chick

Sometimes its hard to write these raps, since my brain is crowded.

No use for trickery to bring me victory/

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see