Brain Cells
Chance the Rapper Lyrics

Here's a tab of acid for your ear
Listen to what I'm about to say, it may blow your mind

You're the plastic, I'm the passion and the magic in the air
You're fake and I'm genuine, my creativity is palpable

The flabbergasted avalanche of ambulances near
There's a lot of commotion and emergency services nearby

The labyrinth of Pan's Lab is adamantly here
This place is full of twists and turns, like a maze

No assignments, book of rhyming and I'm drawing doodles
I have no obligations, just my notebook and my creativity

I should rhyme rhyme with Ramen Noodles
I could find a way to make anything rhyme, even Ramen Noodles

Ramadan, I'm the don of the diamond jewels
I'm successful and powerful, the leader of the diamond industry

Fond of finding a way to kindly tell these toddlers toodles
I enjoy dismissing those who are less intelligent than me in a polite manner

I'm a kamikaze and I'm a kinda cuckoo
I'm unconventional and unpredictable, like a kamikaze pilot

I could write a fucking book, non kamasutral
I have so much to say that I could fill a book, not just about sex

You niggas goofies, it's a conflict that is kinda crucial
You guys are fools, and it's important that I distance myself from you

Caught you on the 9 in all blue yelling I'ma neutral
I saw you on the train wearing all blue, claiming to be neutral

But I'ma let the bull pass like matadors
I'll let this situation go, like a matador letting a bull pass

Versus a Minotaur, verse is a metaphor
I'm comparing myself to a warrior fighting a mythical beast, and my verses are like metaphors

A metamorphoses and I'ma fuckin animorph
I'm constantly changing and evolving, like a metamorphosis or a character from Animorphs

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

Remember I used to bang with the bad ones
I used to hang out with the troublemakers

Til my grand mama told on her grandson
Until my grandmother snitched on me

Mama said that I was way too handsome
My mother thought I was too attractive to be getting into trouble

To be throwing the hand's son"
To be wasting my potential and getting into fights

Breaking Walls like Samson
I'm tearing down barriers and achieving feats of strength like Samson from the Bible

But I'ma throw a tantrum
I'm going to throw a fit, expressing my frustrations

'Til I'm on every Samsung
I'll keep making music until I'm on every Samsung device

Sanyo, and Handheld and Handgun
I want my music to be on all types of devices, including handheld devices and even guns

Please put ya lighter's up 'til life is up and light it up
Raise your lighters in the air to celebrate life and light up a joint

And slice a cut, the night is young, it's nice enough
Cut open a cigar and fill it with weed, the night is just beginning and it's pleasant outside

The nicest blunt, the nicest stuff
I have the best weed and the best blunt

My niggas out here trapping a lot
My friends are making money selling drugs

I know you think you on
You think you're successful or cool

Hiding Reggie sacks in your socks
You're hiding low-quality weed in your socks

I hang with niggas, whole jab in the jock
I hang out with friends who are athletic and strong

Four for fifteen, yea my niggas we be taxing a lot
We charge a lot for our drugs, four for fifteen dollars

Only to goofies tho, choking on a doobie though
We only sell to foolish people, who may even choke on their weed

My eyes do be low, two be rolled
My eyes are droopy and I'm high

Remember days of the Rufio
I remember the days when people were more carefree and rebellious

Remember the Days of Chan-Man and the Skeeter Man
I remember the days of my friends Chan-Man and Skeeter Man

Brrrang Dang to Lil' B
A reference to a Lil' B song, expressing excitement

And Bang a Rang to Peter Pan
Another reference to a song, expressing excitement

I burned too many brain cells now
I've smoked too much weed and my brain is fried

To be worried bout my brain cells now
I'm not concerned about the state of my brain

Light a joint, or spliff it if you classy
Smoke a joint, or a spliff if you consider yourself classy

Split a swisha witcha nigga
Share a Swisher Sweet cigar with me

If you ask me
In my opinion

Ain't no questions hit it vividly and pass me
Don't ask me any questions, just hit this weed and pass it back to me

Don't answer about your problems
I don't want to hear about your issues or difficulties

Or your issues or your Ashleys
Or your girlfriends named Ashley

It's a quarter to imminent, ten minutes to infinite
It's about to happen any minute, and it will feel like an eternity

Rims, Henny, and reminisce
Driving around in a car with rims, drinking Hennessy, and recalling memories

Nostalgia and M&M's
Feeling sentimental and eating M&M's

Cinnamon tone women and
Women with a cinnamon complexion

Feminine's getting intimate
Being close and affectionate with women

All broads is frivolous
All women are shallow and unimportant

Homies could get they dividends
My friends can profit financially

Is he illiterate, literal syndicate
Am I uneducated or part of an organized crime group?

Illegitimate, idiot, gangbanger affiliate
I'm not legitimate, I'm dumb, and I associate with gang members

Sick twisted prick, sick sadistic son of a biscuit
I'm a sick, twisted, sadistic person

Man fuck this shit
I don't care about all of this, it's not important to me