This is a song about "Wilmington mustache brains"

Mustache and a big nose,

Guess i’m different than most

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

Fuck life, i’ll cock the gun and pop it, blowing my brains,

Big money, i’m talking bad hoes

Milk mustache and a bloody nose

All created by three great brains

And i ain't got what it takes

I'm a bad motherfucker

Screamed my brains out at my mother

Of smashing brains in, my fucking pen and pad was anxious

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Pain n drugs leavin our brains to rot

Just searching for the perfect shot

And leave no remains fuck it ill even eat your brains

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains