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

Girl lemme get them ooh aahs then i gotta catch my plane

A bargain against the arsonist's sicko brain

On the inside i'm shaking, epileptic brain and my hearts racing.

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Ain't gotta brain and nothin' to bring to the whole table,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

Get so much brain and money, enrich the dummy, aint it funny?

Brings alotta joy buggati boy thats lane to lane

The last guy who pissed me off, i ate his brain

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist

Static in my brain gone, and the fog slightly cleared,

The ice ain't really nothing to her

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

Am i done?mother say i’m too youngbut what that mean?i took a chance and now i’m playing

Time to stop the masturbation' and read a book so your brain can slow down - stop racing