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 nearThe labyrinth of Pan's Lab is adamantly here

No assignments, 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

And I′m a kamikaze and I'm kinda cuckoo

I could write a fucking book, non kamasutral

You niggas goofies, it′s a conflict that is kinda crucial

Caught you on the nine in all blue yelling "I'm a neutral"

But I′ma let the bull pass like matadors

Versus a Minotaur

Is a metaphor

A metamorphoses and I'm a fuckin animorph

I used to go to school with Anna Fedele & Danny Whorf

Remember I used to bang with the bad ones

Till 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

Till I'm on every Samsung

Sanyo, and Handheld and Handgun

Please put ya lighter′s up, till 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 niggas out here trapping a lot

I know you think you on

Hiding Reggie sacks in your socks

I hang with niggas, whole jab in the jock

.44s for fifteen, yeah my niggas we be taxing a lot

Only to goofies though, 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

Brrang dang to Lil' B

And Bangarang to Peter Pan

Igh! Nigga

I burned, I, I, bu-, I bu-, I burned

I bu-, I, I, I burned

Br-br-br

I burned too many brain cells down

To be worried ′bout my brain cells now, nigga

I burned too many brain cells down

To be worried 'bout my brain cells now, now, now, now

I burned too many brain cells down

To be worried ′bout my brain cells now, igh!

I burned too many brain cells down

Down, down, down, down, down

Light a joint, or spliff it if you're classy

Split a swisha witcha nigga, 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 Ashleys

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

Is he illiterate, literal syndicate

Illegitimate, idiot, gangbanger affiliate

Sick twisted prick, sick sadistic son of a biscuit

Man, fuck this shit

Igh! I burned too many brain cells

I burned, I burned

I burned too many brain cells down

Burned too many brain cells down, sing it with me

I burned too many brain cells down

To be worried 'bout my brain cells now

I burned too many brain cells down

Burned too many brain cells down, no no

I burned too many brain cells down

To be worried ′bout my brain cells now, nigga

I burned too many brain cells down

Burned too many brain cells down

I burned too many brain cells down

To be worried 'bout my brain cells now, oh no

I burned too many brain cells down

To be worried ′bout my brain cells now, fuck 'em

I burned too many brain cells down

To be worried ′bout my brain cells now

I burned too many brain cells down

I burned too many brain cells down