This is a song about "The cerebral cortex"

In the heat of the summer,

As: and while you’re in my mother

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Uncontrolled rhyming like i had cerebral palsy

Tryin hard to hide my face

The streetz is aint the safe

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

Y'all be the next in the long line of war stories

Cutting down the most cerebral mc’s with ease/

I bring the heat like the

A criminal grind nigga