This is a song about "The brain"

The realizations of a brain in panic mode

She be sliding on the pole, slide down and roll my smoke

That ass is fat baby ain't no way to hide your frame

Take this bullet of lyrical rhymes right into the brain

When the bullet's in my brain

I wish i’ll never see you again

The blood is in my veins, killer mode into my brain

We rose up to bigger fame, glows from the tennis chain

I rock awesomley, the offspring of the flawless brings game

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

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

The fucked up shit that goes on in my brain

A bargain against the arsonist's sicko brain

Fresh out the plane i couldn't even complain

You may have got all the smarts in your brain

Never let the game play youand for the fame