This is a song about "No brain"

They think they bring that pain

An illusion of the brain

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

When the bullet's in my brain

Imma make it rain

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

So the right to have these women, i'm entitled to their interest

There ain't no peace 'coz my brain is - " which seize things i don't wanna think"

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

Im going insane its like no brain

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

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

And starts to illuminate my brain

I ain't even start yet, this is propane