This is a song about "The drug that they brain need"

It is breaking me down, no more friend around

Grabbed that bitch by her hair, drug her across the ground

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

I bet they care about intelligence, all they want is brain/

Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them

That don't mean they need to hold my pride for ransom

That i'm better than any kinda drug

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

They got the brain capacity of 2 month old fetuses

You dudes fakin' your identity just like they need that bourne back.

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

Call my rapping a drug and start damaging your brain

I'm so over cryin, waitin and hopin playin the blame game

Where every recipient, property of the state

With the rest of my brain that gave once they made out the shape