This is a song about "My brain is for me to use intelligently to diss you realistically like 911"

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

Summer i'm going to bed, other things in my mind like my brain is gonna spread

My brain is like turned to veggie

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Well rick james, maury jane

I like to fuck up my brain

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

Swear a niggas draws be on some stupid neiman marcus shit

What words do i needa use for you to say

But i got two a-mex's that look the same way

That got your mother high

Like the red you use to dye

She said, "don't be fucking with nobody

They use my lyrics to stick on me