This is a song about "The cerebral cortex"

Cause either you gonna whine or you climb; i chose the latter

Blood spatter, cerebral brain matter splattered on the mad hatter,

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Uncontrolled rhyming like i had cerebral palsy

600 volts just might hit right into your cortex

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

In the heat of the summer,

Hip hop's bounty, hunter

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

My words stick to your cortex and they can't be shook

‘cause every mother’s day needs a mother’s night

Cerebral peeve, cause yall to leave out of spite

Do the math, get the sum

Most of them niggas dumb