This is a song about "The pinky and the brain"

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

I have the brain of a genius you have the brain of a neanderthal

So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell

And so i kill the brain that remembers so well

And got brain from the mindless

Don’t you be holding back, your love

Hit me up in a couple days, we can try again

Put my calling card, through the side of your brain.

Brain empty, insane and deadly, hollowed out and wishing he could rhyme, the pain is ready

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Nigga don't know how to rap but i'm in the game

I'm the fuckin' menace inside everyone's brain

And right now, he's the best 'brain' healer

Foam game shitting on irish springs and lever