This is a song about "Parts of the brain"

Your careers over, he’s slumped over

And i wanted all parts of her

But after bowling, i went home for some damn adventure time

Trail of blood splatter, brain matter leading to the scene of the crime,

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

Burn't, can't afford any strains / of the herb which'll open my brain

They got the brain capacity of 2 month old fetuses

Malignant, belligerent, believe me i'm living this

I'm so over cryin, waitin and hopin playin the blame game

Am i goin insane, or is it the mental state of my brain

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

Take this bullet of lyrical rhymes right into the brain

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

Of atomic particles split into two parts

And other parts of your life have just become obsolete.

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet