(Hook)
I burned too many Brain Cells down
To be worried bout my Brain Cells Now (4X)


(Verse 1)
Here's a tab of acid for your ear

You're the plastic, I'm the passion and the magic in the air
The flabbergasted avalanche of ambulances near
The labyrinth of Pan's Lab is adamantly here

No $$#ignments, book of rhyming and I'm drawing doodles
I should rhyme rhyme with Ramen Noodles
Ramadan, I'm the don of the diamond jewels

Fond of finding a way to kindly tell these toddlers toodles
I'm a kamikaze and I'm a kinda cuckoo
I could write a $#&@ing book, non kamasutral

You ^!$$%s goofies since a conflict that is kinda crucial
Caught you on the 9 in all blue yelling I'ma neutral
But I'ma let the bull pass like matadors

Versus a Minotaur
Verse is a metaphor
A metamorphoses and I'ma $#&@in animorph

I used to go to school with Anna Fedele & Danny Whorf
Remember I used to bang with bad ones
'til my grandmama told on her grandson

Mama said that I was way too handsome
To be throwing the hand's son?
Breaking Walls like Samson

But I'ma throw a tantrum
'til I'm on Every Samsung
Sanyo, and Handheld and Handgun

Please Put ya lighter's up
'til life is up
And light it up

And slice a cut
The night is young
It's nice enough

The nicest blunt
The nicest stuff
My ^!$$%s out here trapping a lot

I know you think you on
Hiding Reggie sacks in your socks
I hang with ^!$$%s, whole jab in the jock

.4's for 15, yea my ^!$$%s we be taxing a lot
Only to goofies tho, choking on a doobie though
My eyes do be low, two be rolled

Remember days of the Rufio
Remember the Days of Chan-Man and the Skeeter Man
Brrrang Dang to Lil' B

And Bang a Rang to Peter Pan

(Hook)


(Verse 2)
Light a joint

Or spliff it if you classy
Split a swisha witcha ^!$$%
If you ask me

Ain't no questions hit it vividly and pass me
Don't answer about your problems
Or your issues or your athletes

It's a quarter to imminent, ten minutes to infinite
Rims, Henny, and reminisce
Nostalgia and M&M's

Cinnamon tone women and
Feminine's getting intimate
All broads is frivolous

Homies could get they dividends
Damn, is he illiterate, literal syndicate
Illegitimate, idiot, gangbanger affiliate

Sick twisted prick, sick sadistic son of a biscuit
Man $#&@ this %#@!


(Hook)