This is a song about "The cerebral cortex"

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

600 volts just might hit right into your cortex

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Hold my pistoland wrap your arms around a nigga

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

The weed into the bong

Until it reaches onto your cortex,

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

Uncontrolled rhyming like i had cerebral palsy

And all women who had light features, see

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

Dial the humidifier, arrange the amplifier/

See, i like the person that you are

In the heat of the summer,

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Stuck between his cortex, with a little cancer