This is a song about "Parts of a brain"

Jabberwocky for a brain

My buzz is like cocaine

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

And other parts of your life have just become obsolete.

Just need to do a quick swap then rip the rhino in parts

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

An illusion of the brain

Then lost her faith again

A prisoner inside of your own brain.

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane

Filled with larceny, who want parts of me?

I ain't tryna fight back, but baby

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

Slittin' wrists is a sin in your abyss of a brain,

I turned into something they never became

The resilient attitude of a young ones brain