作词 : Chance the Rapper

作曲 : Chance the Rapper

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 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

I’m a kamikaze and I’m a kinda cuckoo

I could write a f*****g book, non kamasutral

You ****** goofies, it's a conflict that is kinda crucial

Caught you on the 9 in all blue yelling I’m a neutral

But I’ma let the bull pass like matadors

Versus a Minotaur, verse is a metaphor

Metamorphoses and I’ma f****n animorph

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

Remember I used to bang with the 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 ****** out here trapping a lot

I know you think you on, hiding Reggie sacks in your socks

I hang with ******, whole jab in the jock

.4’s for 15, yeah my *****, we be taxing a lot

Only the 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 bang a-rang to Peter Pan

IGH! *****

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

I burned, I, I, I burned

Br-br-br, hahahah

I burned too many brain cells down

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

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 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 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, g******ger affiliate

Sick twisted p***k, sick sadistic

Son of a biscuit, man **** this s*it

IGH! I burned too many brain cells down

I burned, I burned, hahah

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, *****

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, **** '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 dow