Brain Food (What's for Dinner) - Speak

I used to wanna rhyme like Black Star

Now all I wanna do is sell Black Tar

Heroin to white girls with them black cards

Bitch!

I told you one day I would be a rap star

Not the type to be concerned with being fresh to death

But the type to post in my garage all night cookin' meth

Crystals in my pocket im a science fair winner

The smell of beef and rotten teeth, hey mama whats for dinner

Trick-or-Treat let em tweak

Obsessively I will Tweet

See the scabs across my face, what the fuck is wrong with SPEAK!

Shut the door im watchin' porn

Its my choice to be alone

See the girl fuck a whore

Just leave me be, to each his own

Every rappers got they on set of problems

And im the Jew sent from Hell who really wants to rob em

Well what the fuck would I do with some Nikes and a snapback

You lames are walkin' ATM’s and im expecting cash back

LSD flashbacks hit me like a flash-flood

2 Cold Scorpio fuckin' with that Flash Funk

In my trunk I got a Mexican family

Moving weight is passé

We into human trafficking

Everybody’s panicin' the worlds about to end

And 2012 is comin' up im lookin' for some head

Shit im tryna get some face, im tryna get some mouth

On the couch my mama gave to me the day that I moved out

Now you’ll see what happens when this birdie leaves the nest

Im droppin shit from up above so please enjoy the mess

This is for my ex’s each and every one

Half are pregnant half are married all are looking pretty dumb

But maybe it was better that we ended when we did

Cause I probably woulda killed myself if you had my kid

I am not the father, I am not the son

I am Inside Out Boy, this here is my gun