This is a song about "Pineal gland"

You, you, you have to pay for that

Hoping for the cashes , fat pad

Jay z, talib kweli, mos def, rocked to the tip top,

Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot

And starts to illuminate my brain

Time after time, again and again

Lazy fat fuckers on the pensions,

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

An illusion of the brain

Blow trees like a hurricane

Washing dishes as a kid and maybe getting a tip.

Back washing to my gang, you don't wanna take a sip

I'll #stretch this #mark like belly fat

Should know i'm winnin that chanel fitted cap

Tallk about pussy, which is fat

Shades dark as fuck so all i see is black