This is a song about "The brain"

With my name on em: that’s a damn shame

You may have got all the smarts in your brain

The fucked up shit that goes on in my brain

Aimin' at them skin headed bitches let it rain

A bargain against the arsonist's sicko brain

But lemme tell you that them heels really complement your frame

Put my calling card, through the side of your brain.

But the industry's a lot like, a crap game

Get the heat ready then i give them that flame

May have got all the smarts inside your brain

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

I have the brain of a genius you have the brain of a neanderthal

I love that hour glass shape you got up on that frame

I'm a insane mother fucker, yes in the brain,