This is a song about "Wilmington mustache brains"

And these shape-shifting hoes

Mustache and a big nose,

While working on my mistakes

Just to fuck with your brains

Brains spill, spurt, forming projected blood drought's!

My garage full of cars that bounce

But someday my brains gonna pay

Few chips, i get out n' spray

Tactical, my brains cell are individual

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

Plumber in the back seat, pipe work

Put your brains on the curb