Grey Matter

[Intro]
Brain stem baby
See Dale, I don't know how much you know about therapy
But it usually starts with you telling me something about yourself
Uh, this is Houston, say again please
Houston, we have a problem

[Verse 1: Charlie / Hempispherico]
I got big pons make me chillin' up in outer space
Head get messy like my cortex mixtape
Smellin' like temporal and I'm lookin' like sex
I'm outside for real with the slimes and the slatts
Make me feelin' all dumb like I just got finessed
Fendi snowpants cause my serotonin snap
You lookin' uglah, occipital trash
It's what I see with, see your broke ass

[Verse 2: Harrison / Felonius Gru]
Demons, they follow me deep in the dark
I got some problems ‘the function ‘my heart (Medulla)
I ain't been home but I still hear ‘em talkin'
Really mean guy took a chunk out my noggin (ow)
Damage my cortex, no judgment, can't use it
Memory all funky, can't tell who's my jeweler (who?)
Told him to throw out my piece, look like shit
Ever since, I just can't give no fuck 'bout no bitch (I got shot)


[Chorus: Charlie / YNX Brainiac]
Brainy, had to make gray matter lately, yeah
Brainy, what part of brain make babies? Yeah? (Sex time)
I feel brainy for a reason (brains)
I understand like bits and pieces (Big school), I don't sauce unless I need it (Big sauce)
I got plans unless I need ya

[Verse 3: Harrison / Big Oops]
Got the Brain Stem broke, just before the accidental
Norman Bates with the eights, I'ma go psycho
Limbic system move my temper, put you in a spiral
Feel like i'm Brainy, bitches go wherever I go
Go against the grain like I'm battlin' the silo
I got my frontal lobe damaged, I feel like digging in a spiral
Competition rivals, Baljeet winning titles
People asking people what i think Pons means hell if I know

[Verse 4: Harrison / Pons tha Relayer]
Pons got me up all linking shit to shit to shit
Like I'm not a scientist and shit
Like I haven't known what Pons means and shit
Cause then you thinking bout your headspace like you Pavlov's dog and shit
Boy, I'm like Sigmund with this shit
You get out the chair, you get in the chair
The things in the mirror, the way they appear
You look to the rear, you start to hear, Temporal severe
You fuckin' with time, you fuckin' with mine, brainy

[Chorus: Charlie / YNX Brainiac]
Brainy, had to ask why are you crazy, yeah
Brainy, hypothalamus broke made me sweaty, yeah
I got pons for respiration, (Pons), I got temporal, senorita (Sex time)
I got pons for what I need-a (Big pons), I got smarts ‘cause my Cerebral (Cerebral)

[Verse 5: Harrison / Smokerit]
I got balled up homework in my pocket
Frontal Cortex tryna make me lose my focus (that's a lobe)
Got a lot of problems ‘need explaining
My medulla oblongata, got no agenda or a docket (achoo!)
And I flew with the stick, it's a rocket
Hippocampus burnin up like a pocket, uh
You ain't talkin' money, it's nonsense
Got your baby mama bein' brainy in the moshpit

[Verse 6: Harrison / ALZ]
Top of the morning to anybody who thought they could dance without it
Thalamus, I'm like a big guy
Mind tricks live inside of your head, I
Devilish, red eyes, never been on a redeye
Or shit, I be losin' thought
Shawty said I be wildin' and trippin' cause my Corpus don't quit
Forget her name though, Hippocampus actin' wild and shit
Really I flew to ATL with an AP
At the airport, this girl ask me, "Hey, are you crazy?” (I gotta get checked)

[Chorus: Charlie / YNX Brainiac]
Brainy, I think maybe I'm a looney, yeah
Baby, no asenapine on me lately, yeah (can't fix that shit up)
I got paranoid schizophrenia (vans), there's a van, I'm being followed (White vans)
Shots are poison, vaccinia (I'm being followed) , I keep peeking out my window

[Verse 7: Harrison / Lil Bundy]
Thinkin' like Imma smash
She think it's all puddycat but, hell, I ain't even mad
I started doin' motor function, hippothalmus for that
She had a frontal lobe, it really made her yelp like who that, I did it anyway
I'm a sociopath
Comin' down the 85, flyin', doin' the dash
Some kids dyin' today
My cerebellum send signals which and way (Bitch)
My thinking perfect, my emotion fugazi (Ayy)

[Verse 8: Harrison / Anxiety Pablo]
I got too much feels
My amygdala makin' my emotions be like too damn real
I cry at everything, I cry at Adam Sandler
And I conquer and let it burn like OCD Exposure
Reticular, my premotor, uh
Movin' like concur, and I concur, that uh
My callosum, coordinates me, uh
Parietal talk to me, I need some vitamin D, uh
Um, okay, huh, brainy make me feel hella crazy (Yup)
Ayy, okay, let's look in, get an x-ray (We get it checked!)


[Chorus: Charlie / YNX Brainiac]
Brainy, had to ask why are you crazy, yeah
Brainy, hypothalamus broke made me sweaty, yeah
I got pons for respiration, (Pons), I got temporal, senorita (Sex time)
I got pons for what I need-a , I got smarts ‘cause my Cerebral
Brain